Chapter 38. Forbidden Tastes Better

Keira’s POV

Trees whooshed past me as I drove by, one hand resting on my car’s window and the other on my steering wheel. A song I had picked out wafted out of the loudspeakers as I tapped my fingers to the beat. Evening drives were therapeutic in a way, but not when I was behind the steering wheel.

Natasha sat beside me, typing away on her phone and being the passenger princess as always.

“What do you think about hypnotherapy?” I asked her out of the blue.

She turned to me in the driver’s seat with her eyebrows furrowed. “You mean hypnosis?”

I nodded, turning into a corner. “Clint suggested it.”

It had been on my mind since Clint brought it up during our last therapy session. Was I really one step away from overcoming my trauma? The way he described i