Chapter Four

(Lily’s POV)

Night settled over the apartment like a held breath.

I had stayed in the bedroom for hours, door locked, lights off, phone face-down on the nightstand so I wouldn’t be tempted to check if he had texted. The taste of his mouth still lingered. Every time I shifted on the bed I felt the ghost of his hands on my waist, the press of his thigh between mine, the way my body had arched into him like it had been starving for exactly that.

I hated how much I still wanted him.

Around midnight the silence became unbearable. I unlocked the door and stepped into the...