40. THE PURSE

KATERINA

I rescheduled the meeting with Simon, even if I was still super embarrassed on how exactly to face him after what had happened in Vincent's room.

Not only did I enjoy Vincent's touch, I realized that I craved it.

The moment he threw me on that bed, all I could think of was the possibility of him touching me.

And here I'd thought that the part of me that craved physical touch like that was dead. For the past four years, whenever a man tried to touch me in a sexual manner, I developed a sudden panic attack and ran for the hills.

With Vincent I had begged for more.

Kelvin would have my head if he ever heard of what was going on between Vincent and I; something that needed to stop.

Good thing he was going to be away for sometime; in that time I was going to figure out my way around this whole thing. Definitely.

Simon and I would be meeting at an open park—not the one that Kev and I initiated our big fight, of course—it was where he would be telling me how he found out and all.