When Finn reaches out for my hand, a warmth spreads throughout my body and I can't help the shy smile tugging at my lips. I want to be his good girl. I'm not used to getting attention by obeying, but every time I follow his command, I'm rewarded with a compliment or a smile. I wonder what other ways he could reward me.

Stop! I try to tell my brain to get it together, but it’s no use. Not when Finn slips his hand in mine and leads me over to the window.

I squint at first, the bright sunlight hitting my eyes with overwhelming intensity.

“Are you okay, minha...