Chapter 50: Camryn's Confession

Looking at Mia, who was completely under my influence, my heart was like a pond disturbed by a stone, sending ripples through my emotions.  Her skin felt scorching under my hands, and her breath, hot against my ear, was eroding what little rationality I had left. Mia was limp in my arms, her token resistance resembling a coy game of playing hard to get.  The tension was building, and I was nearing the brink. Gently, I lifted Mia, intending to peel back her clothes and lay her down. Knock! Knock!...