CHAPTER FORTY
~ Camilla
My legs shook!
My legs shook like a baby trying to stand after the first step!
I stepped out of the bathroom. God, what the hell had I just done? My head was spinning, my stomach tied in knots. My mind was a mess of mostly anger, and self-loathing.
Why the hell had I allowed that… that d**k to touch me? I was on a date with Elvis, a man who actually treated me with respect, and here I was, just a few minutes ago, on the verge of letting Stephano push my panties aside like it was no big deal. What the hell was wrong with me? Was I that desperate? Was I that weak? The worst part? I had almost let him do it. Almost.
I could still feel the heat of his breath on my skin, the way he’d gripped my arm, the fire in his eyes that had been burning me up like a damn wild
