Gianna

I break the kiss right away when I realize what I’m doing and shame, thick and hot, just barrels into me. I stare at Lucien, wide-eyed, and then run out of the bathroom like my behind is on fire.

“Ingrid!” I hear him call.

I ignore him and keep running until I’m safely in my room. I slam the door shut and lean against it, taking shaky breaths. I look down at my wet hands and they’re shaking.

What is this? Why did this happen?

How could I have kissed that man?

I’m ...