For a very different reason this time, Ainsley’s hands were shaking again as she closed her door and locked it down tight. She was grinning from ear to ear with a dreamy look in her eyes, and she stood there listening a moment for Seb to get back into his apartment and likewise lock himself in.
She turned her gaze towards the wall separating them, imagining that she could see through it. With a sigh and a contented smile, she then made herself go to her bathroom to clean up before heading to bed.
Her head refused to leave the clouds where it had floated since earlier. As warm water flowed over her skin and her hands ran past the places where Seb had touched her, the pleasant stinging in some spots and the shiver-inducing memories evoked in the others were a revelation to her.
She wanted
