Chapter Eight
My mind buzzes with panic.
Fucking PANIC, man.
And I shut the door right back closed.
“Uh, Sean?” I hear her say from the other side, but I’m too busy pacing in circles right now to answer. And I’m not even thinking, I’m just panicking, turning in circles like a dog walking into a room where the furniture’s been rearranged. All of my normal confidence is gone, all of my normal contingency-thinking, all of my charm and problem solving, it’s just f*****g gone.
All that’s left is wanting Zenny and knowing I shouldn’t want her, and oh yeah, this i***t erection I have that is refusing to relent. If anything, my body and my d**k are thrilled that Zenny is here in the flesh.
“Sean, I know your mother raised you better than this,” Zenny calls through the door, sounding amuse
