~ATTICUS~
Fuck. f**k. f**k.
I couldn't stop myself from taking what I wanted from her. I knew that I should behave; I knew that I was being selfish. I knew this was wrong at a time like this but damn it; nothing was going to stop me from tasting her tonight—nothing except her.
She was asking all these questions about Anya even though I was sure I had already told her I felt nothing for her. What the f**k had I done in the past for her not to believe me? How stupid must I have been? And how much did I hurt her before finally realizing my feelings toward her? I had so many questions about my past, so many questions about our marriage. Autumn was the only one that would be able to give me all of those answers.
But first, I needed to taste her. I needed it like I needed air to breathe.
