Chapter 67

Flynn gave me such an indecent look, so immoral, that I had to look away and get busy contouring the tablecloth drawings with my fingertips. I hated that feeling of letting my body give itself so much to him, even in the moments when he wasn't touching me. But I had to admit, it was very exciting to be talking nonsense to someone without having to contain myself or having to annul everything that really amused me. Despite the regrets, Flynn still seemed the only person I could act with without thinking, and he would be there to laugh.

I didn't feel that way even in my period of dating Cristiano. At that time I felt that I was always under constant pressure of wanting to please him. With Flynn it was different. It was natural. He seemed really made for me, and I tried to adapt to what he was looking for, without realizing that I was just acting as I normally would.

"I also like to eat," he echoed. "It's very good for my immunity, by the way. I can't even remember when I g