GENEVIEVE
He's going to teach me how to behave. That's what he said. That's what I heard, and I still can't believe it. I can't believe a lot of things since last night.
When I woke up this morning, I thought maybe, just maybe, it was all a dream and I was still trapped in it, but then I smelled him. Those spicy, woody notes lingered on my sheets and on me long after he left my room. So it couldn't have been a dream, because Dan never comes into my room. Ever. Oh, and my panties were missing. Yep. I slept all night without panties and kept rubbing my thighs together in a desperate attempt to recreate the friction, but I failed miserably.
So I left early this morning because I didn't know what would happen if I saw him hovering over me at breakfast. That's what he does sometimes
