Chapter 5:

The Turning Point

I set the phone aside and pulled the covers up, a small smile playing on my lips despite the guilt. Hannah. Her touch. Her voice. Her eyes.

I needed more. Soon.

Five days later, I walked into Serenity Wellness Center with my pulse already racing. This was my third session, and I couldn’t pretend anymore that it was just about my back. My body remembered every press of her palms, every lingering look. I’d spent the last few nights touching myself to thoughts of her, and now I was here again, wet between my thighs before she’d even touched me.

Clara smiled at the desk....