Chapter EightNic
What the f**k am I doing?
Standing in the middle of Elle’s bedroom like an i***t, that’s what.
I can’t believe I came inside. I should have just dropped her off and gone back to my place. But now here I am, more turned on than I have been in months, and waiting for the girl I want to come back from the bathroom so we can finish what we started the moment we got through the door. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out where that action is heading.
What was I thinking?
Pushing my hands through my hair, I start pacing the room.
Maybe there’s still a way out of this. My d**k won’t be happy about it, but I can tell Elle I’d rather take things slow. Give her a kiss good-bye and be done with it. Once she’s done in the bathroom, I’ll gather all the self-control I have and sh
