Erasing Her

SILAS

She’s a witch. The minute I leave her room and enter mine,

I already want a drink. And a cold shower. Her mere presence put me under a spell so intoxicating it made me forget why she was here and what she’s done and why I was placing a tracker on her. The only thing that remained in my head was how quickly it would take me to remove the luggage off the bed, drag her to it, and fuck her on it