Cori stared at the clock on the nightstand. Green numbers glowed in the dark revealing the time. Twelve-thirty. Thank goodness she didn’t have classes tomorrow. It would be hell waking up after being up this late. Not that she was complaining after spending the evening with Jesse.
She’d worn his shirt while they cooked dinner. It was hard to focus on the food when he was walking around the kitchen in nothing but his sweats. She loved the way his muscles corded as he moved, and seeing him without his shirt was just as good as wearing it.
Her cheeks tightened as a smile formed on her face. She thought about how she’d went to shower before bed, how Jesse had joined her a few minutes later, how he initiated round two as the hot water beat against her skin. She vaguely remembered drying off,
