"I’ll kill him," Megan mutters when she finds me closing up the library a few minutes later. I hid in the bathroom long enough for Chase to leave the building, so I already know what I look like. "What did he do?"
I wipe at my eyes, but it’s useless. They keep leaking, an endless stream of hurt. "Nothing." I shut down the computer at the main desk. "No one. What did who do?"
She glares at me like she can see right through me. "Chase. This was Chase, wasn’t it?"
"No. No." I don’t know why I’m so determined to keep this a secret. Our relationship has blown up, and I’m fully aware I have no control over it anymore.
Only minutes ago, he was inside me. I can still feel him, my pussy aching where he pierced into me. He fucked me hard and deep, like he wanted to be all the way inside me. Like he was trying to reach my heart.
He has no idea how completely he already has.