AZREN
The shower scalds my skin, the steam thick enough to choke on, but it doesn't touch the cold that's settled in my bones since dinner. I brace both hands on the black marble wall, my head bowed, letting the water hammer the back of my neck. If it could pound the confusion out of me, I'd be so glad.
It doesn't.
All I see is her face. Noelle.
Those huge amber eyes staring up at me in the hallway, wide and wet and so f*****g hopeful.
I groan and press my forehead harder against the tile.
I can still feel her soft lips brushing my skin like a f*****g dare.
My c**k is so hard it actually hurts. I could wrap my hand around it right now and be done with it, but that would be too easy. And it wouldn't touch the real ache.
The one in my head.
I let out a bitter laugh. Holy s**t, I'm f
