Robyn
I slept remarkably well, with both my mind and my body thoroughly relaxed. When I woke up in the morning, I was still naked under the sheets, but as I rolled over I was brutally reminded of my fun in the sun the day before. My shoulders were stinging, and my face felt stiff. I pulled myself out of bed and went straight for the bottle of aloe that Jack had left me on the dresser.
Smearing it on myself didn’t feel nearly as good as when Jack did it. I remembered the feel of his fingers as I smeared the thick gel over my tender skin. The idea of putting on clothes sounded like absolute torture. If I had owned a tube-top, I totally would have worn that. Instead, I gingerly pulled a sports bra over my head and winced as the straps rubbed my shoulders.
That’s what I get for allowi
