Heather needed a distraction while she waited.
She dropped into the chair in front of the computer and tried not to remember the way Jay had pleasured her when she"d sat there the night before. It was difficult though. The image of his dark hair brushing against her pale thigh as he lowered his mouth to her wasn"t something she"d ever forget. She shifted on the seat. Aware of how her body hummed to life with the memory of his touch… his mouth…
The computer flickered to life. After glancing at the headlines on her home page, she navigated to her social media account. Its feed was alive with chatter about the gala. Even people from her before-dragon life were posting excitement or criticisms. No one was ever neutral on social media. They either loved things, or they hated them.
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