Chapter 43

• My heart beats against my chest rapidly at the sight before me. It's him. Dominique fucking Gray in the flesh. I haven't seen this man in a month and God knows I didn't prepare to meet him today so I don't know how I'm supposed to react. He's breathtakingly gorgeous just like every other day that I've known him and he smells really good.
• And just like that the memory of that night comes flooding through my brain like a loose cannon and there's a familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach.
• How badly am I attracted to him? Too bad, if I may say.