CHAPTER 31

This was a wild addiction, one that will never be tamed.

And I loved it as much as I hated it.

I could feel it flooding my veins, filling every part of me with a searing need that could only be soothed by his touch. Even his voice—that would take the edge of needing him so completely off.

Because I did. I needed him so fucking entirely I almost missed the turn-off to my parents’ place.

I caught it in time and swerved down the old road. It took me just two minutes to travel down it, and as I slowed, I realized that I was doing way over the limit. Shit. I was lucky a cop didn’t drive past me.

I tugged my keys from the ignition and rested my forehead against the top of the steering wheel. Air filled my lungs with my deep breath designed to calm and sooth.

When my heart had resumed its usual rhythm, I pushed open my car door and stepped onto the drive.

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