My eyes jolted open, did… Wasn't that Sinclair, my hands travel towards the lamp not far from where I laid, where the f**k is the string!, f**k finally.
“ uhm, it's me mar…martins” she stutters out in a slight whisper, the deep light could only reflects on her lacy mid night wear, and with the looks of things she wasn't putting on much.
Gulp
Is she here to seduce the hell out of me because it's working, she's so beautiful, and the replica of a photo college showing different shades of skin is driving me crazy
“ I should be pissed at you Sinclair put some clothes on” I say to her after minutes of gaining my sanity, “ can I lay beside you for the night please?” she asked out of the blue, making blood rush up my head.
There are lots of things that are not right here, did she just say ple
