Aiden managed to walk back into the ballroom but his mind was torn, about Alex . About Kate.

 

It’s  literally  more about Kate. Fuck! That trickle of familiarity. That sweetness of her sex that makes him feel they’ve been  intimate before now.

It hammers in his head like a roaring bell. He can’t  scratch  it off. Her soft mewls of pleasure, it was all too familiar  but his mind doesn’t  clue him in.

 

Had he had Kate before?

Where?

How?

His mind reeled with questions. Kate felt like his home, just like her.

 

No. No. Kate had revived those feelings he killed after Cheska suddenly evaporated  from his

life…their life....