Kyle

GRACE

Just like on several occasions, hearing Kyle’s name triggered something in me, and in a jiffy, I retracted my hand from Mr. Powers’ hold and sat up. I gathered the sheets to my naked body and glared at the man who had just taken me to new heights of pleasure.

“Grace...” he called and I held out a cautionary finger as I got out of his bed. “Don’t...”

As soon as my feet hit the floor, a huge ball of not-so-necessary realisation hit me and I faced the man with a frown on my face.

“Wh...What am I even doing here? I...” I searched for my clothes frantically. “I shouldn’t be here. We... We shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Grace...” He sat up, reached for a towel folded at the end of his bed, and wrapped it around his waist once he got to his feet. “Grace, please calm down.”

“I can’t calm down. You know I should not be here, I should not be doing this.” My eyes widened with unusual fear as I ranted on while I struggled to keep the sheets around me intact. Seconds after I located my nig