Chapter Thirteen

Anxiety surged through Lucas as he fought to control himself. "Not today," he told himself as he stepped back, closing the door behind him. Emma was left speechless, anticipating his next move, if he ever succumbed to his weaknesses.

She let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding. Disappointment washed over her, mingling with the heat pooling between her thighs and the ache in her chest. Her body longed for his touch, something she knew she shouldn't even consider.

She yearned to feel his skin against hers, but at the same time, she was grateful he didn't push it. He didn't want her to feel like prey or to take advantage of her, especially since she was still in a fragile state.

It was too soon to be entangled in another relationship, especially one that seemed destined to end like her last.

At this moment, she craved closure and retribution against the only person she had ever loved and devoted her time to. Despite her efforts and dedication, she was treated as if she