Chapter 44

"Why does he avoid me?" she asked Seth. Two days had passed since she'd woken from her nightmare. Two days of flashbacks that dissipated to leave only fragmented images and memories. Although, I do know that I hate fish, love the color pink and once had hair to my buttocks. The last one she thought highly impractical even if she found enjoyment in brushing her short mop of hair. However, worse even than the odd recollections was the turmoil of her mind and body.

Two days she'd suffered uncomfortable bodily urges. Tried to ignore desires she'd never experienced before Solus brought her to a screaming climax. Two, long days of discomfort where the male, who wouldn't leave her thoughts, behaved impeccably polite, inquiring as to her status, her needs. But he didn't touch her. Actually, he moved away if she got too close.