Chapter 20 Sex?
- She could see clothes hung around her wardrobe but she was reluctant to wear one. She didn't want to listen to him, he could not always have his way whenever he wanted it.
- "We are running late," Darian glanced at his wristwatch.
- "Whatever," Lena murmured, still rummaging through her closet for a dress. She stopped at one, picked it up, and veered around to look at Darian. "You know what?" She started.