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I ran as fast as I could straight to my room. I had to get away from him, because otherwise things would get too heated, and I wanted to take it slow, and not jump on his bones like I just did. What is going on with me? I was never a girl who felt that way to anyone. Yes, I had s*x with some but it was more of a stress relief than building the connection with them. Even now after letting Riv go, I haven't felt remorseful for it. But with Lennox things are different. He isn't what I usually seek in a man, he's too loud and cheerful. But somehow I'm responding to his every move, every gesture and every word like a f*****g groupie. Once in my room I get one of the syringes from my nightstand and pumped wolfsbane in my body. Iri's voice became quieter, almost a whisper I could easily ignore.