Chapter Forty-Four
Jen
Christmas
The front house master suite was the most glamorous part of the property. I felt like I’d stepped into a five-star hotel room. Beth had left fresh towels and a terry cloth robe on the bathroom counter and the bed had been made with hospital corners.
Masturbating wasn’t really my thing, but if I had to go to sleep horny, then the least I could do was make sure Dylan was in the same boat, and used my phone as I changed into flannel pajamas. I’d shower in the morning, so I slipped under the linen sheet after washing my face. The silk pillowcase was smooth, but not so slippery that the weight of my head would launch my pillow all night. Never sleep on satin, trust me.
trust meBut after laying there a half an hour, I padded out to the kitchen for a mug of w
