Chapter91: 91

DAPHNE Very bad things… The words permeate my thoughts for days. I find my gaze drifting when I do dishes when I’m on the train, and while I’m grocery shopping. It’s like my head is a balloon, floating above my body. I haven’t felt a fire like that in my veins since… forever actually. Guilt creeps back in at the realization. The relationship I had with Carson grew from friendship and trust; it didn’t start with lust or desire. It transformed over time into love and passion, but it was vanilla and I was more than okay with that. What Carson offered me was different, it was what I needed. Love, loyalty, honesty, and security. What Weston offers me—is lust, desire, the kind of sinfully good temptation that we both know we shouldn’t give in to. Then again, I don’t think he’s offering it. He made it clear that he wanted me but also said that’s why he couldn’t stay. Maybe this is just a game to him, his song and dance of seduction. To kiss me, make me feel what he could give me for a night?