THE RETURN OF BRYCE

JOVITA

The event of the previous night stayed with me throughout the day and into the night, occupying me when I was alone. As usual, I went to throw the thrash out, but only one thing remained in my mind and that was the image of lord Ralph having sex with the girl. Anytime I think of this, there was this rippling sensation I get.

I had being trying to forget about it but it was all I could think of. The fire his mouth and tongue lit on my body still lingered and even though I had taken my bath twice today, his scent still lingered on me.

I sighed, what was wrong with me? Why did I keep thinking about it? This was a man I was supposed to kill not fuck. But I could not help it. He arose those feral desires in me. I huffed deeply and walked away from the thrash can. I looked up again at the bright moon in the sky and thought about Bryce.

How was he? Is he out of comma?

"I see the moon makes you think of me," a deep voice I knew too well said.

I looked