Grant POV
I was beyond pissed at how Sarah had tricked me into having s****l relations with her. I’d been dreaming of Jordan, her body writhing beneath mine, my hand caressing hers and everything had led from there. So, imagine my disgust when I managed to pry my eyes open, only to discover it was that b***h Sarah beneath me, a triumphant look on her face. She’d planned it. I had no doubts about that. The thought that I’d been intimate with her filled me with disgust and disdain. I had resolved not to touch her, especially now I had the evidence of what she had done to me, and in one night I’d managed to break that rule. Had she drugged me again? I let out a low growl, punching the pillow in anger. It did very little to alleviate my frustration.
I couldn’t sleep. It was the early hours
