Chapter 22

• EMILIO'S POV
• Waking up that morning, I felt my lips give way for a smile. I could not help but recount all that had happened the previous night with Samantha. How I had touched every sensual part of her body and of course, how I had left her desiring more. But then I had slipped from my obvious dreamy oblivion. We had been looking for her all night right? So how come she came into my bedroom for some cosplay sex or whatever you might want to call it. It felt odd, as much as it was fishy, which was when I quickly opened my eyes and looked directly at the person sleeping on the bed beside me. That was not Samantha and sadly I had done it again.
• I quickly tapped her and she struggled awake but the moment she saw the look in my eyes, I could have sworn that she felt fear streaming through her veins as she glanced at me. She hastily sat up with her hand at the back of her neck like she was trying to suppress her nervousness.