twelve
Shayna
After I use the facilities, I stumble back to the table in a daze, Lee’s words echoing through my head like a constant reverberation causing an ache between my legs.
The way I’ve been looking at you all night…
I’d be jealous…
I want so desperately to do to you…
Every part of me wishes I was appalled or insulted by his forwardness, but my body betrays me. The area between my thighs hums, and my n*****s are tight under the fabric of my dress. That man still gets under my skin and in my head.
“What happened in the bathroom? You’re all flushed,” Bryce says when I sit at the table.
“I’ll tell you later,” I murmur, reaching for my wineglass and finishing what’s left.
Bryce looks over her shoulder, presumably at the table Lee is seated at, then gives me a knowing look. “Can
