An hour later, I’m coming down again. This time, we’re in Aiden’s bed and it’s probably the softest, best thing I’ve ever felt. I know that’s the s*x talking, but I’m struggling to keep my eyes open. Aiden’s hard and warm next to me and I can practically feel the smug radiating off him. He’s really pleased with himself. With other guys, it would be annoying, but this makes me smile. He loved satisfying me, focusing on me.
And you loved it too, I think, smiling wider. Maybe I should get back to our original argument, the one where he got jealous of Brandon talking to me, but I want to enjoy my bliss right now.
Might as well. After all, I just slept with my boss. There are consequences to this.
And just like that, there’s my twinge of discomfort. I watch the shadows seep up the bare, whit
