Luci
She couldn’t believe all the flowers Jack had laid out in her suite. Not when she was the one to go and have s*x with someone else. He didn’t blame her for what happened. How could he not blame her? When it was all her fault.
She’d spent the past three weeks feeling terrible, about what she’d done and having to have Rafe come and save her, the way he had. Though not once did she let herself think about s*x since that day.
Had turned a blind eye to those out in the woods if she heard it. Where, once upon a time, her eyes would have been drawn to it instinctively; curious about what they were doing, the position they were using, if she would like to have s*x that way. s*x had always been of high interest to her, and now it had gotten her in trouble. She was no longer curious to look
