Chapter 30: Intuition
Hurricane Bay Beach
Bungalow 16
I arrived back at Casey’s between twelve and one in the morning. I quietly entered the bungalow. I fetched a plastic bottle of water from the refrigerator, downed half of it, and left the remaining contents on the kitchen counter for later. I went into the bathroom, took a piss, and thought about getting a shower since I’d been in the buggy Everglades. Exhaustion convinced me to take a shower in the morning.
To my surprise, Casey suffered from insomnia, reading a male-on-male paperback romance in bed by Jake Harding. He had the sheet pushed down to his navel, and his torso looked gorgeous. The reading light next to his bed illuminated his frame, and its iridescent light defined every muscle on my boyfriend’s body. He placed his pape
