8. Bianca

Bianca

All the way home, in the rattling old bus, I kept trying to figure out what had happened there.

I was a mess, my panties were wet and I had actually wanted to get down on the ground and offer myself that rakishly handsome rogue, Liam O’Grady.

And to melt in the arms of Finn St Just, surrendering to him completely.

Yes, Sir. I had suddenly metamorphized into a seriously horny virgin sex addict!

As I got off at my stop, I decided to call one of my best friends to ask about boys and men and what to do…I was clueless.

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But when I turned down the road leading to our home and the bakery, for we had begun to stay in the old house, I saw the sportscar that belonged to Dean Nelson, that my father had bought when he was married to my mother. It was tiny but cosy, in my eyes. Shabby but welcoming nonetheless.

I ran the rest of the way, my shoulder bag thumping against my hip, fearing the worst, as I breathlessly covered the last few meters.

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When I rushed into the front room,