Enzo
I fu.cked her. I fu.cked her damn brains out.
Why the hell did I do that?
Because I'm a weak son of a bit.ch who can't keep his d**k in his pants.
What's worse?
I dismissed her like she was nothing straight afterward. I knew Paige wanted me to hold her, to tell her she was mine now. But she asked for one night, and I gave her that. Or at least I gave her the se.x she wanted.
Was I wrong for sending her home the next day without much as a thank you?
Probably.
She's better off hating me.
So why, then, can I not stop thinking about her?
Everything about Paige was just perfect. Every damn fu.cking inch of her body. She should be mine. She could be if I just found courage and claimed her. Freddy would have a shi.t fit, but in all honesty, I don't give two fu.cks what Freddy h
