I can't seem to fall asleep. My heart has not stopped racing. Even after tucking Ash in and taking a shower hasn't helped it slow.
Ryan is in my house. In my bed. Not technically the one I'm currently in, but it is also mine.
The walls of my apartment are not sound proof, and I can hear him in the shower. He is humming something inaudible. My imagination runs wild and my eyes flutter close as I imagine him in the shower. His glorious naked body I can't seem to get out of my head; his matted hair with water dripping from it; the water running down his muscled chest in rivulets; my tongue licking the water off his nipp—
My eyes snap open. Something is wrong with me. My mouth is dry and while I would normally be asleep after a long day of work, my insides are in a knotty mess that makes it
