Chapter Twenty-Three
I felt like the Tough Mudders must feel after hours of gruelling and intense physical exertion. As I lay panting on the floor, trying to still my Nascar heartbeat, David rolled over onto me, kissed me and got up.
“Where are you going?” I feigned petulance.
“Don't worry, I can't leave you for long. I'm just heading to the kitchen to rustle up some sustenance before we wither away to nothing. Besides, I was thinking of building a fire, though lord knows it feels hot enough in here without one.”
I looked at the time and was shocked to note that several hours had passed. A smile crept on my lips as I relived the best parts. It seemed like a whole other part of me was awakened this afternoon. The way I clawed at David's buttons until his solid chest was bare, twisting h
