Andrea's Pov.
Shutdown.
That's where my brain went into.
All my rational thoughts, feelings, and morals flew out the window; the only thing that mattered now was the orgasm Thane wanted me to have. Melissa could go to hell and burn to cinders.
I hate Thane, I want him but I hate him. I don't have to define the logic of that. I don't have to put a name to whatever it was, I would only embrace it. My hatred and lust for my ex-husband. The two feelings didn't outweigh each other, if I desired Thane more than I hated him, I would have given up on my revenge and gone back to Boston, and if I hated him more than I lusted after him, I wouldn't be here.
In my former home,
with Thane,
Kissing me like his next breath is hidden inside my lungs, his hands caressing me in every delicious way.
