Tally
“Where’s your room?”
“To the right, last door on the left.”
His stride was long and hurried. He stepped into my room and didn’t wait a moment before falling onto the bed with me on top of him. He reached down to where my boots were and unzipped the sides. He yanked my boots off and threw them behind me.
“Strip for me, baby,” he said. He put his arms behind his head and stared at me with a wicked grin.
I narrowed my eyes and then nodded. I whipped out my phone from my back pocket. My phone was hooked up to the sound system via Bluetooth. I turned on Never Tear Us Apart by Bishop Briggs. I put the phone on the bed and smiled.
I started circling my hips as the music started. I wondered if he forgot that pop divas can dance too. I whipped my sweater off, his eyes zeroed on m
