Chapter 5
Bo
I do feel bad if Sloane believes I forced something on her. I mean, I know she got off. I scented her arousal before I even got started.
And it literally was the hottest thing I’ve ever done. I nearly jizzed in my pants.
But if she feels anything other than satisfied by it, then I’m a d**k.
“Is that mac ‘n cheese?” I ask, to try to bring things back to normalcy.
She scowls at me. “Yeah. I hope it’s cold by now.”
“Aw, you brought me food, Legs? That was awful sweet of you.” I walk across the room to pick up the plate, and she brushes past me on her way to the bathroom.
“Hey.” I catch her elbow—softly. No squeeze, no pressure. She stops, and our gazes tangle. Hers is unsure. Embarrassed. The pad of my thumb brushes lightly over her skin. “You okay?”
I just need to know
