DENVER
I kissed out the fear from her face, made her eat the special dinner I made just for her, took her back to the room, and f****d her till she went to sleep.
But I stayed awake, watching her and thinking of the next thing that would play out now that Sandra had agreed on the idea. Why the f**k will Drake ask her about it? I thought he was f*****g joking, but now it doesn’t seem like it anymore.
I didn’t know how to wipe out the confusion from her face; I did the only thing I do best: f*****g good s*x. She wrapped her hands all around me, and she played with my face, and hair, and neck, and anywhere her hands could reach.
Anastasia is a touchy person. One who needs physical contact to feel connected. But she doesn’t go around touching everyone—just me and her inner circles that she
