Chapter 27
His day seemed to last forever and when he finally got home, all he wanted to do was flop into bed and sleep. He hadn’t gotten much sleep the previous night, partly due to the restless sleeper he’d shared a bed with, and partly due to his own twisted thoughts. Waking up with a raging hard-on and a dream of her soft womanly flesh under his fingertips was not the best way to start the day. He’d gotten out of that bed like it was on fire, thanking his lucky stars that she’d been in the shower instead of in the bed with him and his arousal. He felt like he was the worst sort of pervert.
All day, his mind kept returning to the glimpses of skin he’d seen, the soft sighs he’d heard in her sleep, the way she’d fit perfectly against him. He was driving himself insane with thought
