Eve
My phone kept on ringing and I had been unintentionally paying no outright attention to it. It pestered me but the pleasure and peremptory satisfaction that I was experiencing from lying in this healthful position on this extremely soft bed made it feel like heaven to me.
I ultimately decided to answer it, with deep groanings at every movement I made. I dilatorily sat up and rested my back on the excessive pillows. What would anyone use that many pillows for?
I grudgingly took my phone from a glass bedside table. I guessed Justin had put it there while I was asleep. It had a red pouch with a grape design at its back. Justin knew red was my favorite color and grape, my favorite fruit.
The phone rang again, causing me to flinch and my hand fumbled; the phone was dangling on my hand a
