CHAPTER 34: EMMA

I touched myself that night. I couldn't get his touch out of my head, off my skin, the way he knew where to touch, how to make me hump.

How he just went from yelling in each other's faces to…our faces in each other.

But Adelina saw us, she looked surprised, she's mature enough but she probably didn't expect that from us. Yes, dear, people can hate each other's guts so much, yet desire each other so.

Or, that's the case for me I presume.

Now I'm seated on the sand, drawing letters and characters on the sand with a stick, and yet, our heated night is the only thing running through my mind.

Liam is home today, taking his rest seriously I guess, not that I care, or should care. I pretended not to notice him walking towards me and shut my eyes, inhaling the evening breeze.

It's been almost a week since that night and we're back to the way we were before, not talking much to each other like he wasn't about to rail me some nights back.

He's so good at pretending, and now, I'm learning from h