GLORIA

It had been four days since I left his house, and I couldn’t get him off my mind. Not a single moment passed without the echo of his voice, the feel of his hands, the way he made me shiver from the inside out.

Every day, I had wanted to get into my car and drive straight back, pull up to his door, knock, and beg him to take me again.

Every day, the temptation gnawed at me. But I restrained myself. I told myself he needed space, that I needed to let him miss me… even though I knew ...