29. Hope

“For one night. I…I want to call you mine,” he said. Well we both know one night won’t be enough.

I’ve not only chosen to sleep with him, I’m pretty sure I’ve signed up to be some kind of undercover, traitorous rebel as well. To be honest I could have agreed to give him a lung, kidney and leg. I was that deranged with lust.

The instant I knew something was going to happen between, life transformed into a heated, out of body experience.

Laid together panting on the floor of the cell block, the step we had chosen to take loomed ominously large.

“Hey, you with me?” Cal grunts softly. Pretending he's cool with one night,

leaving my choices open. I know he is trying to stop me feeling guilty. It only makes me fall deeper.

“Stuck with you,” I grin. I rolled onto my side, my head on his shoulder, his arm trailed down my spine. The sensation of his fingertips tracing patterns down my bare skin made me nuzzle in closer.

My own fingers tease the fine, soft hair that covered his chest, down