Chapter Ninety-Two. Over Too Soon.
Hannah’s Point of View.
Only three more days till I return to Wetwang myself. That is what I am repeating in my mind as a mantra when the black cab pulls up outside of Kings Cross station.
I hate this, our two nights together were not what expected, but our relationship is more cemented than it was before, despite that. Why? Because any man who puts up with my s**t when on my period is a saint fallen from heaven just to deal with me.
Del picks up his holdall and slings it over his shoulder. The action is sexy as f**k, as I step out of the cab. Okay, so I am feeling a lot better today. Man, I want to drag him back in the cab, and to my apartment, and give him the best head of his life. Because, well, I cannot do other things. I know some people do,
