I slid down the cold wall, my legs finally giving out as the adrenaline began to drain away, leaving nothing but a hollow, shaking mess in its wake. The heavy velvet throw I’d snatched was still wrapped around me, but it didn't do much to stop the shivering. My skin felt like it was humming, still vibrating from his touch and the raw, aggressive heat of that encounter. Every inch of me felt tainted, and the smell of him was clinging to my hair and my clothes like a thick layer of oil.
“God, this is f*****g terrible,” I whispered, pressing my face into my hands until I saw stars.
I sat there on the floor, my heart still thudding against my ribs like a trapped bird. I couldn't even wrap my head around it. How could things have spiraled so fast? One minute I was standing my ground, finally
