Chapter 20
Lila woke Monday morning with no motivation to get out of bed. The taste of Tommy still lingered in his mouth; Tommy’s manly scent clung to his hair and hands. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been with someone, anyone, who’d expected nothing more than his company. Careful, girl, he chided himself as he hugged the rumpled bed sheets to his body. You’re letting this one carry you away.
Tommy wasn’t like the others—any others. Lila knew the other girls would giggle over him and call him a “keeper.” He was sweet and kind, a bit naive, but a strength ran through him, a steely core Lila knew wouldn’t bend easily. A man like that set his sights on something and, come hell or high water, he claimed what he wanted. The way Tommy looked at Lila sometimes, when that inner strengt
