DAISY
Relieved, I grab my backpack from the worktop I
was laid on last night.
Good God. I can't believe I let the enemy did those things to me. And more unbelievable, how I liked everything he did with his hands and tongue.
Oh God.
I shook my head, shaking off the thought before asking the important question.
"What? I thought Vance..."
"We would go to the hospital." Kay interrupted, leading to the foyer. While I tail behind him, confused. "Why?" I asked.
Instantly he pause, I had to bump into his broad chest. Those amazing fingers that worked miracle on me last night curl around my arms and steady my balance. I have to say he smells good just like he looks. "Don't you have headache?" His eyes narrowed quizzically.
"Yes I mean, I can have some pharmacy Advil and be okay." I assu
