I leaned against the bathroom door, heart in my throat. Guess that answered that question, huh?
As the tears started to gather in my eyes, I slumped to the bathroom vanity. My hair was a rat's nest. There was a huge love bruise on my shoulder. But overall, I didn't look any different. Too bad I felt completely different.
I could still feel him inside me. Feel his skin as it pressed into mine. His hands as he molded my flesh. The way my sex melted and creamed for his.
I'd never felt so close to anyone as I did to Ransom. Felt understood, like I belonged in the world. As if someone might miss me when I was gone.
Right now, it felt like he'd taken a knife and ripped through me with one blow. "If I don't change, I could need you forever."