He was so tired, both physically and mentally. He almost closed his eyes in the car if he didn't remember what was waiting for him in the bedroom. Brynlee. With droopy eyes and puffy lips that glistened sexily, then her hoarse voice drifted sweetly around his ears, asking him to join her in bed.
Oh damn!
Can you stop fantasizing about Brynlee?
I don't think so.
He was addicted to Brynlee. Everything about her was so delightful to enjoy. Sharing a room for a week had made his very used to her presence. He loved to hug Brynlee and bury her tiny body in his warm arms. Like he had someone to hold on to again in his life.
After Elyseen closed her garage door, he immediately trotted into his house and half-ran to his bedroom. He passed the silent and dark living room. No one was still awake
