It’s still dark when I wake up. I reach over and grab my phone and look at the clock to see it’s only 2:36 a.m. and groan. I’m generally a pretty sound sleeper and not usually one to wake up in the middle of the night, but I guess being in an unfamiliar place and an unfamiliar bed may have triggered something in my subconscious to make me uncomfortable and woken me up…
But then I hear it. The sounds of it going on down the hall in Dominic’s bedroom.
I may never have done it, but I know what it sounds like, and I know what a moaning woman sounds like too.
I sit up in bed and listen harder. Yes, I can definitely hear the sounds of rhythmic thumping and a woman having a good time coming from down the hall.
“Son of a b***h!” I hiss as I swing my legs out of bed. I grab my pajama bottoms fr
