Chapter 21: She Couldn't Possibly Like Him, Could She?

They had drifted closer, shoulder to shoulder and breath to breath, and Eileen Brewsley's lungs hitched. Her mind couldn't help but fly back to that chaotic night. She had been drugged, but she hadn't blacked out. She remembered everything. That night, she had been the one to reach for him, the one to plead. He had only agreed when she begged. People say men think with what's below the belt; in her eyes, Micah wasn't like that. If she hadn't pressed him, even then he would have held the line...