Celeste’s POV:
It'd been seven days sleeping apart from Logan and I hated what his absence was doing to me. I couldn't understand why I felt so uneasy; something inside me was pulling me towards him. It wanted me next to him desperately. I also couldn't stop thinking about my actions last week and the intimate moment I shared with Xavier the day of the funeral.
Although my body reacted well to him, mentally I wasn’t there and I knew Xavier was observant of that fact, considering he stopped it before it could go any further. Though part of me wished he hadn’t. I wanted to prove to myself that there were other men out there that could please me better than Logan. But my hopes of that were crushed the moment I saw him standing there and I completely lost all sense of my surroundings.
