Chapter 54

• Nora’s POV
• That night, as I lay next to James, his even breathing the only sound in the room, I couldn’t stop thinking about Diaz. That is right, I was thinking of Stephen Diaz.
• My mind replayed his words over and over again, like a song I couldn’t get out of my head. The way he described sex with his ex, the passion, the raw desire, the hardcore intensity—it was like he was speaking to my very soul. I could practically feel his hands on me, the heat of his body, his lips on my skin.