TWENTY SEVEN

It had been thirty minutes since Sin and I returned from the ball, and all I could think about was how amazing it was to have him dance with me. Despite encountering Lauren, the night had gone smoothly and was amazing.

After our dance, we stayed an extra three hours at the party, with Sin introducing me to a couple of people. We decided to call it a night when the clock hit eleven and I was already getting tired.

But instead of getting ready for bed, all I could think about was the ball and Sin. There was no denying that my feelings for him were growing with each passing day.

Shaking the thought off my head, I undid the knot of my bathrobe to step into the showers. But as I run my hands over my body, I can't stop thinking about all the places he's touched me... and wishing he was here to touch me again. I shut my eyes under the stream of hot water, imagining Sin beside me, grinning that sly, dark smile of his, and pinning me against the shower door before he bends to kiss me. His hand