“Nora, you can’t do that, you can’t keep thinking about him, for fuck, sake,”

Nora scolded herself for the tenth time that morning, it was getting out of hand, just one week in Luca’s presence and now, he was all she could think about, and not in an innocent way or even in the way that she ought to. He should be a villain in her head not a fucking knight that she wants to fuck; last night while he laid next to her, it had taken everything in her not to throw herself at him, she still couldn’t figure out why she had thought it was a good idea...