PART 4–CHAPTER 165
JESS
The water pounded against my skin, the hot spray turning my thoughts into steam that swirled in the humid air around me. I let out a long breath, closing my eyes and resting my forehead against the cool tile wall. My muscles ached from the run, the exertion doing little to calm the restlessness that gnawed at me.
I had hoped the long miles would wear me out, would drain the tension out of my body, but here was–tense as ever, my mind racing with thoughts of him.
Luke.
Again.
I shut off the water and stepped out of the shower, grabbing the towel and wrapping it tightly around myself. The cool air hit my damp skin, and I shivered, but the temperature didn’t send a chill down my spine. It was the dreams. Unwelcome, unrelenting dreams of Luke.
It’s been so long since–since everything fell apart. And yet, here I was, still thinking about him. About the way his lips felt on mine, about the heat that had rushed between us, igniting something primal and raw inside of me. Something I hadn’t been able to shake, no matter how many runs I took or how many miles I tried to put between me and those dreams.
I toweled off my hair, staring blankly into the mirror. My
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reflection looked tired, but I wasn’t just tired. I was frustrated- emotionally and… physically. I sighed, wrapping the towel
around my chest and stepping into my room, feeling the ache in my legs from the run, but it wasn’t enough.
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