Cassie.
The dim lighting from the sun filtered through the cottage window as a cool breeze brushed against my skin. I hadn’t remembered sleeping as well as I did last night in a long time, and as the memories of what had happened with Finn and Silas filtered through my mind, I couldn’t stop the blush that crossed my face.
Finn had pleased me in a way I couldn’t even begin to explain, and Silas had been a part of that.
Even if he hadn’t actually touched me sexually.
My eyes drifted around the room, my body partially covered by the white sheets upon the bed, and as I took in my surroundings, I realized that Finn and Silas were nowhere within the room.
Did they please me and then leave? Was it just a quick fuck?
The thought that I had perhaps fucked up by sleeping with Finn last night made me cringe internally. I didn’t regret it at all, but I wasn’t looking forward to the awkward conversation that could follow.
