Chapter 41

RAE

I turned the key slowly, wincing when the click sounded too loud in the hallway. For a few agonising seconds, I held my breath.

But the door behind me didn’t open. The man inside didn’t charge out, asking where I was going.

I don’t know why I had expected that. The second Rhys had left his load inside me, he’d pulled out and tripped all over himself in his haste to run away.

Had I been that bad? Too needy? Too slutty?

As I tiptoed to the elevator, my cheeks coloured again. What the hell was wrong with me? I’d gone six years since I woke from my coma without sex, but suddenly I couldn’t control myself.

I let out a breath of relief when the doors opened in the lobby. As much as I’d wanted Rhys to explain himself, or tell me what the hell was going on, I wasn’t in the right headspace to deal with him. And part of me didn’t want him to tell me last night had been a mistake.

The second I walked out of our apartment building, I remembered Jack. I was such a terrible friend. Rhys had wo