As soon as Matthew was gone, I actually did a little dance. That had gone better than I could ever have imagined.
And tonight…oh my God. My brain went a little haywire with potential scenarios. Most of them sexy as hell. But, honestly, if he just wanted to have dinner and an early night, as long as it was with me, I didn’t care.
Once I’d calmed down, I went and take a shower. It wasn’t as exciting as I’d thought it might be when I was completely high, but it was still nice to wash the night from my skin. Also the water drops were noticeably pretty and they did feel unusually good.
Afterward I felt I probably ought to rest, so I went to bed.
Except I couldn’t sleep.
It wasn’t the bad not-sleeping, like when you’re restless or anxious. I was just…awake. As if I hadn’t been up for a day
