Chapter 17

Melissa snapped back to reality upon his statement, her cheeks suddenly turned red at the thought of being caught gawking at his dick.

"You don't have to be shy." Damien whispered to her.

Melissa stared at his eyes for a while, and back at his cock.

"What's going on in your mind? Talk to me, please."

"Why would you get the tattoo?"

"To remind myself of you. We had the best sex together."

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"For how long are you going to keep denying?"

Melissa tore her eyes away from Damien, looking back at his dick. "What happens in the past stays in the past."

"Even when you still have wet dreams about me?"

"You are so full of yourself to think that." She said with gritted teeth, slightly glaring at him.

"Your nipples." Damien voiced out, staring at her chest.

Melissa looked down at her chest and instantly cursed. Her boobs were hard and her well-defined nipples could be seen through her shirt. Yeah, her trip to Italy was a freaking over 10 hours.