Damian
The hotel bed was spacious and large enough for what I have in mind. Freshly showered, a moist-skinned I walk almost menace-like back over to the bed. The water droplets from my damp hair dropping onto my chiseled chest and onto the dry bedsheet. I knows the effect a muscled man has on women when a towel is draped around his hips- it's the effect I am going for.
Releasing a heavy breath, I am a bit revived from my frustration by the warm shower. Cold water never helps me.
Natalie and her husband are a hassle to me. My restaurant in near jeopardy, meetings, meetings, meetings- my boyfriend, Ruby and that situation with Page- I need an out. Bryan can’t help me with anything…I won’t allow it. I feel like such a failure now.
The woman rests her phone down on the nightstand, her han
