~Lily~
Okay. Walking to the lounge. Just walking. A normal, innocent stroll down a very expensive yacht hallway like I hadn’t just had my p***y manhandled by a grown-ass man with arms that could break a watermelon and a voice that could get a girl pregnant without even touching her.
I kept tugging at the hem, pretending I wasn’t walking like someone had just rearranged my soul with his fingers and left my legs wobbling like Bambi on ice.
I took a deep breath, squared my shoulders like I was heading into war, and opened the lounge door with the confidence of a girl who definitely didn’t just have her best friend’s dad growling against her t**s thirty minutes ago.
And then.
“BITCH.”
I blinked.
“WHERE. THE f**k. HAVE YOU BEEN?!”
She was across the lounge, but sprinting toward me like
