CHAPTER 19 | Beau
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I wasn’t shocked that s*x with Holly was even better than I expected. I was, however, shocked to find myself passing out at eleven and waking up at six.
Almost like I used to.
I guess ‘passing out’ is a bit of an exaggeration—I hadn’t even touched the champagne last night. Perfectly good waste of an extremely good bottle too—but I was so tired I just crashed.
Last thing I remember was kind of sort of hoping Holly would wander in to sleep with me after she showered, but she didn’t. The light under her door went dark and I was vaguely amused to realize she’d used me to relax.
All the more reason to annoy her, I think the next morning as I pour myself coffee. Then she’ll need more relaxation and we can go again.
The idea makes my d**k hard enough to hurt. I c
