RIO
My arms reached out, as they always did when I woke up every morning, and my legs kicked out for a full body stretch in bed.
That was quite literally the best sleep I have ever had.
It was even better than being up in my tree.
The flashes of memory from last night overwhelmed me.
The car, the glowing red eyes, and then there was Wolf.
The shower scene.
A moan of satisfaction coiled up and out of my body, remembering how Wolf made me feel.
Why couldn’t I have met this Adonis of a man earlier? Why couldn't he just be aimlessly driving through Toronto one day and catch a flat tire?
Then I roll up with my sweet Austin Mini, oozing with swagger for days, and offer to give him a lift?
That’s how those saucy movies start.
Just roles reversed.
Yeah. I could’ve been the sl*tty cabbi
