Chapter 43

Aaron had kept his hands off her for the rest of the day, which should have made her feel relieved, but instead, Keyah felt disappointed.

She had stepped out of the bathroom only once he had promised he would keep his hands to himself. And true to his word, he had. It was disappointing. She should be grateful, she told herself. If he did put his hands on her, there was no way she’d be able to resist him yet again.

The effects of the potion had long abated; and while the aggression had lessened considerably, her lust for Aaron hadn’t gone down even one tiny bit. Keyah had a feeling it had nothing to do with the potion. Her lust for him would never lessen, not after knowing she loved him.

If Becky hadn’t interrupted them at the right moment, they would have fucked for sure. And then where would that leave her? Making love to Aaron was a one-way street. There would be no going back from there. If they made love, he would know for sure, even if she refused to say the words, that she loved