It isn’t until I reach the threshold that I realize he’s following me. Oh shit. His hand on my wrist halts my exit. “I could give you good memories,” he says, pressing his chest against my back. “Memories of me being gentle to erase the bad ones?” The door clicks open, and I stumble inside. Noah locks the door behind us.
Seriously,girl!! I thought you were smarter than that! Damn!!
