Chapter 42

KAYLA'S POV

Six years ago

I was telling Trisha everything, but I was leaving out the most interesting detail. Tristian Ravenford had given me the best sex of my life no doubt, but I was not telling my best friend that I had fled from him, that I was afraid of commiting, that he was too attractive, too sexy and much too beautiful to even be an item with me.

I focused instead on telling her how active he had been in bed, how he had made sure I enjoyed each and every phase of what we had done, of the activity we had participated in.

When I ended the story, she stared at me, an eyebrow raised, perplexed.

“So? Tell me you got his number, Kayla Smith.”

I groaned because I knew it had been coming to this, that no matter how I tried to avoid it, she was going to hit the nail on the head.

“I ran away from the room, Trisha.”

Trisha's mouth was open in an instant, the surprise on her facial expression. I swallowed hard, knowing from the onset that this was going to be the toughest part of the co