Capítulo 82: No Making Love

Nora stared at the closed door where Demetri had locked himself and sighed for the umpteenth time. Really, with the way she was feeling hot continuously and blushing persistently, she was going to be resembling a tomato soon. As she chopped up the vegetables for her breakfast, she could not help but wonder why the things that had happened did not reach their completion.

Nora rolled her eyes in self-disapproval. She had always prided herself on maintaining control over her actions, steering clear of succumbing to hormonal impulses. Yet, at this moment, there was only one thing occupying her thoughts—an intense desire to complete what they had started early in the morning.

Every time she had read those little steamy erotic novels, she would dismiss the theatrical sighs and the moans as exaggerated. Her eyes had been opened to the possibility of things not being an exaggeration when Demetri had first kissed her.