……
The next day is absolute hell.
I sit through two lectures and absorb exactly zero information because my brain keeps replaying the same stupid scene over and over again.
Damien on top of me.
His stupid emerald eyes.
His stupid perfect face.
And unfortunately his very stupid huge c**k pressed against me.
I drop my head on my desk and groan quietly.
Why is my brain like this.
I should not be thinking about that. I am a nursing student. I am supposed to be thinking about anatomy and patient care and how to keep people alive. Not about the hockey captain’s anatomy which by the way my brain remembers in terrifying detail. Not even the stunt Jack pulled last night could save me.
I slap my notebook shut and drag my hands down my face.
Focus Emily.
Earlier this morning I called Gra
