The next morning, Dorothy squinted her eyes open. She felt weak, with a slight ache between her legs. She tried to stand, but a strong arm wrapped around her waist effortlessly. That was when she realized she was naked----and so was Stefan, lying beside her.

Memories of last night came rushing back, and her cheeks flushed red. She carefully tried to remove Stefan's hand from her waist so she could slip into the bathroom, but his grip tightened.

"I told you to stop trying to run ...