*** ~~SLOANE~~ *** As soon as the door shuts behind Knox, I realize how cold the weather actually is. The air nips at my bare skin, prickling goosebumps across my arms and legs, raising every fine hair in protest. Knox had been my heat—his body, his mouth, his hands, his presence. Now that he’s gone, he’s taken all of it with him. Shivering, I get up from the chair and walk stiffly toward the heap of clothes tossed over the other seat. There’s a wetness between my legs that makes my steps stickier than they should be. I reach down and tug my ruined panties from where they’re bunched against my inner thigh. Wrapping the lace and the vibrator in a tissue, I shove them deep into my purse. My fingers brush against my phone, and I pull it out. The screen lights up. Missed calls. So many of them. And texts. Finn. I bite my lip and scroll through the list. ‘Where are you?’ ‘Sloane, please answer.’ ‘Tell me you’re okay.’ ‘I’m calling the police if I don’t hear from you in five
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