*Ada*
I’ve been in the bathroom far too long for this to seem reasonable. Calvin is probably worried about me by now.
Having s*x during my heat was one thing. I had to. I mean, I didn’t, but I decided to, and Calvin agreed. It was that or being sedated again, though, and I didn’t want to do that. I didn’t want to not be in control.
Now, though, I WANT to have s*x. I don’t know how to wrap my mind around that. I’m no longer afraid, and I can’t make excuses to myself. I want to have a physical relationship with my mate. There’s nothing wrong with that, but it feels like there is.
I finally leave the bathroom wearing the pink silk nightgown I’d found my first night here. I thought it was out of place when I saw it that day. I felt like such a child who had to be saved. Now
