ALEX
Reed shot me a final, lingering look that sent another shiver down my spine before he exited the room, leaving me alone with his mother. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of fear and something else I couldn’t quite name.
Fuck! I was tense yet something between my legs burned for a few seconds he had touched me. Pictures of what I had seen in the early hours of the morning flooded my mind.
"I was also about to leave, Good morning, Mrs Gunner."
“Nonsense, girl,” Mrs. Gunner said, her tone motherly but firm, as I made a move to stand. “You’ve barely eaten. Join me.”
I hesitated, my mind still reeling from Reed’s touch and the sudden change in the room’s atmosphere. Mrs. Gunner’s presence was calming but carried an underlying authority that I found hard to resist.
I sat back down
