Chapter 31

• JOAN'S POV
• I sat on the couch in the living room with my heart beating so fast that it felt like it was going to burst out of my rib cage any time soon. The memory of Sir Derrick’s lips on mine played on a loop in my head. Each time I thought about it, my heart would flutter and my breath would be caught in my throat.
• I should be angry at myself—no, I should be terrified. But all I could feel was confusion and a magnetic pull I couldn't get rid off.