Chapter 19 LESSON 101

• I should be concentrating. I should be doing last minute hand over. Heck, I should even be packing up and getting ready to leave this place as it’s my last day at Harry’s cargo before school starts. Instead, I can’t move a muscle even if I want to. My mind is on a hiatus. Not on-the-beach sipping-kolada kind of hiatus. It’s the spaced-out kind, the type that could get me fired out of this place forever if I don’t snap out of it.
• Except I can’t.
• I can’t stop thinking about Ash and his hands which had been all over me, touching me, taking me to the clouds. I never wanted to come down. I can still feel my toes curling from the pleasurable feeling of it.