Gavin
In the morning, I had breakfast delivered to our suite but ended up eating my omelet alone because Emma still hadn’t emerged from her room. Last night’s conversations were enlightening, and I hoped that now that everything was out in the open, we could put the past behind us and move forward.
Once I’d dressed and gotten ready for the golf tournament, I knocked gently on the door to the adjoining room and waited until I heard her footfalls on the plush carpeting.
Emma opened the door wearing a bathrobe, the creamy swells of her breasts clearly visible, and my c**k ached with longing. Did she sleep naked?
Did she sleep naked?Before I got the chance to run with that thought, she raised her eyebrows and pasted a thin smile on her lips.
“What’s up?”
I cleared my throat and tried to
