Chapter Thirty-Three. – Spa.
Hannah’s Point of View.
I scrunch my eyes as the sound of the bedroom door wakes me up. After a night of hardly any sleep, because every time I dropped off, images of my delicious mate haunted my dreams, and I would wake up frustrated again, and had to relieve myself, to get another cat nap.
“Wow, I need to crack open a window in here. Not going to lie, Hannah, it stinks of your enhanced scent,” Becca’s voice calls out.
“Geeze, Hannah, that, is strong. Have you been flicking your bean all night?” she asks.
My eyes grow wide at her question. I shouldn’t be surprised, literally, there are zero secrets around this place! I feel the heat burn my cheeks as my cousin looks at me and throws her head back laughing.
“Oh, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah. There is no n
