They left the cabin later than planned. Alex could barely walk straight. Shaiden, radiant and smug, drove them home.
That one left him gripping the counter for support. "Shaiden… I literally can’t." Shaiden Rogue - Girlfriend Drains My Balls In -...
They arrived Friday evening. By the time Alex had the fire going, she had already changed into his favorite sweater—the one that hung off her shoulder—and was pouring two glasses of red wine. "Relax," she whispered, guiding him to the worn leather couch. They left the cabin later than planned
He didn’t deny it. He couldn’t. His brain was too empty—drained, you might say—to form a coherent argument. radiant and smug