5: Pushing him to far

*Alicia*

I hurry back home and get in a cool shower. Needing to calm myself and get my head back on straight.

What the hell just happened ? It had just all gone way overboard. Shit ! What if Harry hadn't shown up ? Well... I would without a doubt had let Byron fuck me, no question about that, but why ? I am not into those things. I do not like him talking like that to me, but it is like I was under a spell.

How did it go from a dare about a relatively innocent kiss, to him having me pinned against a glass door calling me a whore ? Seriously isn't he the real whore here ?

And what the hell had happened to Byron ? This was sweet gentleman Byron with the pretty eyes. The one I never understood women getting so worked up about, because I saw nothing sexy about him. Well hadn't I been wrong ? Oh Lord I had been wrong.

But what now ? I am aware this could end up a real mess, and what will happen the next time we are alone ? Do I want anything to happen ? I need to make up my mind.

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