~ Anyssa’s Pov ~

“You don't want to touch me? Why?”

“I can't, Anyssa. I know that if you were in your right mind, you wouldn't be asking this.”

“What do you mean? We've fucked before.”

“And that was different because we both wanted it then, and because we both needed pleasure…not this.”

“This? Wow,” I responded, stepping back and putting on my robe.

“You're still mad at me about what happened in the office.”

“I'm not mad,” I lied.

“Yes, ...