Chapter 14

I Kat t’s been three weeks since Dante and I first had sex together, and we haven’t stopped since. I try to keep myself busy sorting out the office he’s assigned me, but I have very few patients. I hang around this house reading or watching TV and waiting for him to show me some attention. I realize how pathetic that sounds and the me who walked into this house six weeks earlier would have me carted off to a psych ward. But that me wasn’t drunk on orgasms, hot sex, and Dante Moretti’s mouth. Yesterday, he stopped me in the hallway, pressed me against the wall with one hand around my throat and the other on my ass, and he just kissed me. For over ten minutes, he just kissed me, and it was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced in my entire life. I don’t know when he’d have stopped if Maximo hadn’t interrupted us. My lips were swollen, and my skin was red and tender from his beard, but I could have let him do that all day. Because while he might be a devil who fucks like a god, his kiss