SERAPHINA’S POV
I can’t believe I let it get that far, succumbing to desires of the flesh. I blame it all on my lack of a dating history.
Yeah, that’s probably why my body reacts that way just from his touch. I’m a horny 18-year-old virgin. Sue me.
My own heart pounds faster, and the room feels too hot that I fan myself with my hand, just to feel a little bit of breeze.
The next time I turn to Artemis, he’s holding a broom brush, pounding at the floor with a frown on his face.
“Hey! Would you keep it down there? We’re trying to watch a movie.” He yells to whoever it is blasting the earsplitting music.
My eyes fall to the said movie with the credits already rolling in, but I make no comments on that.
“Who is it?” I ask now when my voice doesn’t feel shaky.
“That bastard; Jasper. Ace
