Chapter 117. The Opened Door

Teyana’s POV

I held my breath as Jeremy lifted himself off me. But not for long—air rushed back into my lungs in ragged, uneven gasps. It was sharp, shallow, and completely unsteady.

What was going on? Did someone break in?

Just seconds ago, my thighs were trembling against the sheet when he was all over me, and I was already restlessly anticipating what I thought would be inevitable.

But this had to happen.

I watched with intense fear, lifting myself off the bed as Jeremy rose—still shirtless, and me still in just my bra and pair of jeans that Jeremy had somehow unzipped even though I didn’t realize when.

I zipped it back with shaky fingers.

My mind was struggling to catch up with how quickly everything had shifted.

“Wear this,” Jeremy breathed, taking his shirt from the bed then dumping it on my body because the tank top I wore here was nowhere to be found. He must have recklessly thrown it to the floor after tugging it off me