Chapter 28

• “What happened to you?” I dared to ask him the question I’d been meaning to for a long time. I traced the scar on his right thigh and I felt him stiffen, his body growing rigid instantly. I quickly wished I could take back my words. It wasn’t any of my business, but I somehow develop a feeling of entitlement whenever we were intimate even though he’d made it clear we would never be an item.
• His arms loosened around my waist and he rolled on his back. His hardened cock dropped to a semi-limp state and disappointment filled me within.
• “That isn’t for you to know,” his harsh tone felt like broken bottles cutting against my skin and I watched him climb out of bed and into the shower, my mind in total disarray.