BOOK 27
It had been a week since the first time Dean and I had made love in that hotel. A week during which we saw each other every day and we always did it with the same passion.
Even November was about to end. I looked up at the calendar: Tuesday 28th. It was freezing cold and I didn’t really want to go to work that morning. But I had to...
I arrived to the office a few minutes late and I put myself at work. I spent about one hour tidying up papers and correcting drafts, when a text from Dean arrived: ‘Usual time in front of the Wayford?’.
I replied right away: ‘Okay’.
Dean and I had s*x in that hotel for a week and sometimes it happened that we took advantage of the lunch break to be a little alone. He desired me, I could feel, perceive, and also see it. And the fact that in a week
