CHAPTER FIFTY THREE: SOUR CANDY

NOVA POV

Later the following day, when my roommates finally got distracted with their own drama, I crept back to the bed, curiosity buzzing like bees under my skin. I had shoved the other boxes aside the previous, but now the temptation was too loud to ignore.

I started with the smallest one. A pink and white wrap, ribbon curled tight. My fingers tore it open, heartbeat skittering with every pull. Inside—

My eyes widened. My lips parted.

A dildo.

I almost ...