Chapter 38: Confessions on the Metro

Diego’s POV

“Ugh. Thank God,” Katie groaned sitting down on the hard plastic seat of the metro train.

She pulled her foot up to her lap scrunching her face at her absurdly high heel, I cursed myself for not taking notice of how uncomfortable her footwear was.

Honestly, I had been completely overcome with the unbridled need to strip her out of that dress since the moment I had her in that study. It had become my new obsession, quickly overcoming everything else that was important.

The excuse to escape the kitchens in the manner in which I did was just a selfish reason to have my mouth and hands all over her again. I lost her once, and it was going to take death to separate me from her again.