GREYSON BLAKE’s POV
Before things got worst…
I awoke the next morning, my body still heavy with sleep. My hand was cupped around something unmistakably feminine and perky, and I squeezed it to make sure it was real.
Undeniably perfect.
I ran my thumb over her n****e, thoroughly enjoying the way it pebbled under my touch. Then, my hand travelled to her stomach and whispered ‘good morning’ on her ears. Regretfully I climbed out of bed, and it didn’t escape my notice that Summer groaned in protest.
She was still in a deep sleep and likely didn’t realize what she was doing. Had she been awake, I’m sure she would’ve been relieved. I trudged to the bathroom. After I showered, I walked back to the bedroom and saw Summer curled up on the my bed, she looked like an angel.
Sure, I’d had fling
