Rosie’s POV

As my eyes opened to the bright morning sun, a smile curled on my lips as memories of the beautiful sex I shared with Damian flooded my mind.

He was so gentle and sweet that I barely even remembered what Austin had done to me. The pain was still there somewhere in my heart, but Damian stirred feelings and desires I didn’t even realize I had.

All through the night, my voice had gone sore from screaming his name as he continuously made sweet love to me. I was almost tempted to ...