After Velicia left, Leah changed into her soft nightwear and slid into bed, letting the sheets wrap around her.
For a moment, everything was quiet. She felt lighter and freer.
But the silence didn’t last.
The memories came flooding in.
Not from her past. From last night.
His strong hands. His rosy lips. The way he kissed her like he already knew what she liked, what she needed.
Leah turned on her side, pulling the blanket over her head as if that could block the images. But they were still there.
His breath against her neck. The press of his chest against hers. The way he whispered her name like it meant something. The way he pinched her...
She groaned softly and buried her face into her pillow.
“Why now?” she muttered. “How dare he disturb my sleep?”
He wasn’t supposed to get to
