Tia's POV
The scenes rolled across the screen, but I remained frozen on my couch, my heart racing wildly. The final kiss scene had been so passionate, so consuming.
The way the hero had pinned the heroine against the wall, claiming her completely with raw desire… it stirred something deep and forbidden inside me that I had spent years trying to bury.
Heat pooled heavily between my thighs. My n*****s tightened painfully against the thin fabric of my modest cotton nightgown.
No. Stop this, Tia. You’re better than this. You’re a good Christian girl!
I stood up quickly, trying to shake off the sinful feeling. I paced back and forth across my small but cozy apartment, reciting silent prayers under my breath.
The loneliness had been crushing me lately. At twenty-six, I felt like I was
