Chapter 9 Not Ready
- She didn’t know how long she sat there after the door shut behind him.
- The room still smelled like sex. Her body still pulsed with the memory of his hands, his mouth, his voice. The bed was a mess beneath her. The sheets were torn from the mattress, her dress wrinkled around her hips, her thighs still trembling from the aftershocks of him.
- But he was gone.