CHAPTER FORTY

~ Camilla

My legs shook!

My legs shook like a baby trying to stand after the first step!

I stepped out of the bathroom. God, what the hell had I just done? My head was spinning, my stomach tied in knots. My mind was a mess of mostly anger, and self-loathing.

Why the hell had I allowed that… that dick to touch me? I was on a date with Elvis, a man who actually treated me with respect, and here I was, just a few minutes ago, on the verge of letting Stephano push my panties aside like it was no big deal. What the hell was wrong...