Craving My Boyfriend's Uncle

My boyfriend locked me out. Literally. The killer was three steps behind. His uncle put himself in the way. Took a knife for me. Held me while I shook. Now I'm sleeping in his bed. His scent on my skin. His hands teaching my body what want feels like. My ex is begging for another chance. His uncle just growled: “You're never going back to him.” I should feel guilty. But I've never felt more wanted in my life.