Chapter 102 A Confession Of Flowers

Dahlia lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, her mind occupied with what transpired between Lorenzo and her. She didn't expect it to end that way. She expected to just tease him and leave as she usually did, but he had played along, and she couldn't deny how affected she was. It had been hours since their encounter, and yet she still felt the tingling and electrifying sensation zap through her anytime she thought of him.