Chapter 123 Simmer

• The party dragged on well past midnight, leaving me bone-tired, yet I couldn’t catch a wink on the flight back to Calabria.
• Excitement mingled with dread. I couldn’t wait to fall into Nico’s arms, to let him hold me through my complaints and mood swings that had wrecked my day.
• But dread gnawed at me for what lay ahead. After the night ended, if he caught a whiff of Alexa, would I hurt differently? No, I’d hurt worse—that much was clear. Even after being burned once, I hadn’t learned my lesson.