CHAPTER 8
ANOTHER TEMPTATION
Luca had six months, Callie. You had Luca for six months and you didn't let him touch you. But a sinful smile and an intoxicating scent was all you needed to open your legs to someone you barely knew 24 hours.
The voice in my head was loud as my eyes scanned the room.
“Marco?” I whispered, though a part of me already knew he wasn’t there. Panic rushed through me so fast I almost felt dizzy. My chest tightened, and a wave of dread washed over me.
He left. Oh god, he left.
He got what he wanted and walked out. The thought struck sharper than I expected, and heat filled my eyes. With trembling hands, I pulled the blanket tighter around myself.
“Stupid,” I muttered, my throat burning. “You shouldn’t have–” But then something on the bedside table caught m
