Shana’s Point of ViewDamn. Damn. Dammit.I can’t be wrong.He’s the man I slept with that night.Flashback…His lips trailed along my neck, sending shivers down my spine as my eyes fluttered shut. My body felt heavy, warm, and dangerously sensitive. The drug we had taken was supposed to fade quickly, but right now, I was still caught in its lingering haze… and in him.“Yes… I want you…”Our eyes met, and for a moment, everything else disappeared. I found myself staring into his eyes, drawn in, unable to look away. My gaze drifted down to the sharp line of his nose, then to his lips… lips that looked far too tempting.I felt him press a soft kiss against my forehead. My hands rested against his chest, and that was when I noticed it. A scar. Faint, but unmistakable. It looked like it came from an old operation.Before I could think further, his lips found mine again, moving slowly, then deeper, more demanding. My breath hitched as his kisses trailed down my neck, making me cling to him
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