CHAPTER 22: Heartbreak

  Blair's pov

  My heart was beating so fast by the time I got into my room and slammed the door. All the cells in my body suddenly forgot how to function, and I just stood there, in front of my dressing mirror, staring at my reflection.

  "Does this mean that Sinclair is really in love with me, or does he just need a sex toy and has probably run out of his girls?" I asked myself as I finally found my legs and paced back and forth in the room.

  "But what if I'm only falling into a trap?What if this is some plan to make a fool out of me?" I asked nobody in particular.

  "Why can't I just get him out of my mind?" I asked myself again and fell on the bed. The soothing sound of his voice replayed in my head, and the satisfaction from his kiss filled my heart with new sensations, and I knew I didn't want this feeling to stop.