Chapter Fourteen
Orla
Pinching my cheeks to make them rosier, I scrunched my damp curls with my hands, then shook my head to get my hair to fall into place. Surveying my appearance, I deemed it cute and somewhat cuddly.
I hope he likes to cuddle after s*x.
I’d always wanted a man who liked to cuddle instead of rolling over to sleep or completely get out of bed to shower right away.
It always bothered me when the man I’d just had s*x with couldn’t get to the shower fast enough to wash off what he must’ve perceived as a foul stench.
Sex did have a distinct smell. And mixing all those fluids together could cause an unpleasant smell at times. But the hurry to wash? Rude, in my opinion. And if the smell was so bad, why not invite your lover to shower with you?
Although I’d never had a cu
