Chapter 10Trevor
“Come on, come on…”
Trevor murmured quietly in the dark, gently squirming atop the uncomfortable mattress as he struggled to contain his raging hormones, to say nothing of his raging hard-on. He’d had it for literally hours, off and on, ever since he’d quickly unlocked his side of the adjoining doors, shrugged off all of his clothes and leaped onto the squeaky box spring, landing with a grunt and a thud and wondering how long it would take stupid, sexy, cocky Knox to come to his senses and slip into his room for a little late-night booty call.
Apparently, the answer was three.
Damn.
Hours!
He should have at least tried to get some sleep, but fat chance with a pounding heart, raging b***r and sweaty palms, to say nothing of his knocking knees and the blood rushing pas
