Stefan
I drain her shot of whiskey, trying to drown my wayward thoughts. The professional distance I tried to establish from the start has all but disappeared. The girl is insane! The last thing I expected her to do was whip off her robe right in front of me. My mind replays the motion on a loop, the robe dropping to the floor is slow-mo. The slender breath of her shoulders and her slim back coming into view, the robe hanging for a millisecond on the curve of her ass before sliding off to pool on the floor. And her, standing there with her back to me, her hair cascading down her back to tease the curve of her ass. And sweet Jesus, I groan as it comes fully into view. The urge to turn around and grab her is so strong I have to keep my hands clenched tightly against my thigh.
I cam
