Sinclair
I LEFT REED’S BEDROOM, my face still burning at the memory of seeing him n***d. As I moved down the hallway to my room, thinking of all the wicked things I wanted to do with that body, I ran into Jesse, who was just coming from the kitchen.
“Oh good, you’re done with your shower,” he whispered. “Did you find everything okay?”
I told him what had happened and he had to actually cover his mouth as he began laughing hysterically. “Stop, it wasn’t funny,” I whispered.
“Oh, my God, are you kidding me? That’s hilarious.”
“It was mortifying.”
He wiggled his eyebrows. “So, was he happy to see you?”
“You mean aroused?”
“Yes. Was he sprung?”
“I didn’t even look,” I managed to say with a straight face.
“Bullshit.”
I smiled. “Okay, I guess he wasn’t totally turned off by seeing me
