Last night was epic! I couldn't get it off my mind and at the same time, I can't decide if I should be ashamed or fulfilled.
The sensation of the cold water on my skin made me open my mouth slightly.
I stood under the shower and used my hands to trace my body.
I couldn't bring myself to stop smiling at the memories of Luciano's touch.
It was crazy— the tension, the adrenaline rush and everything that our body felt the moment our skins touched.
A knock on the door made me turn.
I quickly washed off the soap from my eyes and used the water to rinse my face.
"It's me," Luciano announced after he knocked.
I heaved and washed off the soap from my face then grabbed a towel.
I dried my face and then the furrow appeared in my face. It was shocking that he knocked. Luciano never knocks.
