Lucian's POV
"What happened yesterday was a..." I know that line too well.
"It wasn't a mistake. You were sober, sane and wanted it all along" I spelled out, trying hard to contain the rage bubbling in me.
Why was I getting angry?
I've reached my goal, to get a taste of her and get her off my mind. But I couldn't.
She was in my head all night. I woke up spotting the most painful hard on I have had in years, hours after f*****g her.
"Y...yes. I was sober, but you know we shouldn't be doing that. I gave in because I decided it would be a one-time thing between us" she stuttered out, unsure.
I could see the fear and uncertainty in her glossy blue eyes. She was scared.
Scared of what?
Getting caught?
"So why the attitude?" she admitted giving in, so why is she avoiding me?
I should
