CHAPTER 7: Terry
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Terry glanced at the time on his laptop. Maggie had been sleeping for over an hour. He closed the computer and put it aside as he got out of bed.
After the masseuse had left, he’d gone to the bedroom, hoping to take a nap but that hadn’t worked, not with his c**k focused on the naked woman in the other room. So, he’d worked—the best he could with his eyes constantly drifting to the door and his mind trying to convince him to check on her to ensure that she was warm and comfortable. Right. If he’d gone back into that room, he’d have f****d her.
He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water before letting his eyes wander to Maggie. The sheet was still draped across her lower back and butt but it looked a bit rumpled. His gaze landed on the oil. She m
