I sighed and turned off my screen, tossing my phone onto the bedside table. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with anything else tonight.
I checked my phone one last time before bed. Still no response from Jesse.
I missed him. So much.
His touch… the way his hands would glide over my skin, the way he would whisper my name in that deep, husky voice. Just thinking about it made my body heat up. My fingers trailed absentmindedly down my stomach, lower—
I gasped and immediately pulled my hand away, my cheeks burning. What am I doing?
I buried my face into my pillow, willing the thoughts away. This was ridiculous. I shouldn’t be thinking about him like this when he wasn’t even here. Shaking my head, I reached over and turned off the lights, forcing myself to sleep.
The next morning arrived muc
