Why is he making me feel like this?
A part of her wanted to go back to him, wrap her arms around him, and tell him exactly how annoying he was. All of this was so wrong.
But what if… what if going to him would actually make this restlessness disappear?
She shook her head violently, almost desperately.
"Enough, Seraphina. Enough," she whispered. "Don't go there."
She slipped back into her bed once again, squeezing her eyes shut tightly as she yanked the blanket all the way up to cover her face. She tried forcing herself to fall asleep. But it was the same damn story all over again…
The sexual tension in her body had risen to such an unbearable level that she had no idea how to relieve this maddening restlessness.
Finally, she surrendered. She could no longer deny just how deeply Lucian was affecting her.
