Why the fuck was I doing this again?

Oh yeah, because I was a selfish woman who couldn’t control herself or her hormones.

I was standing outside of my favorite room in this house. The door was closed and I considered turning around and walking away. Even though it was a weekday, Dante had scheduled another date for us. It was the third day I’d see him in a row, and although I wanted nothing more than that, I knew it wasn’t good for ...