Kat
The haunted quality in Adrian’s expression tells me he agrees. His inner conflict is so palpable, I can practically touch it. I honestly don’t know whether I surrendered to being put in a box because of the CBD gummies he gave me or because he practically begged me not to fight him.
The guy actually tried to seduce me into staying quiet.
He didn’t try–he succeeded, I remind myself.
This experience is going to be ripe fodder for Dr. Delaney. We’ll be picking apart my Stockholm Syndrome for years, I’m sure.
The truth is, I was turned on by the “cage-time” scenario. Adrian’s got my number on that. That very fact alone would probably be reason enough for me to follow him onto a ship to America. Or jump off a cliff if he asked me to.
With him, I know satisfaction is possible. A resolu
