MYKEL
Adley ended up in my arms since we slept in the same bed together. It was constant. And it felt so damn good that I didn’t have to be in a hurry to escape all the time after getting what I wanted.
For the first time, I realized what I had been doing had nothing to do with s****l pleasure. I was running away from commitment—the fear of failure, trust, and intimacy. I was looking for an instant connection, and I didn’t find it in those women but with Adley.
Adley stirred and stretched out with a groan. She suddenly stiffened, realizing she was tangled with me. “This is getting so embarrassing.”
“What is it?” I remained calm before her situation became awkward, even though I was beyond cool with this.
“Just so you know, I was sleeping. I didn’t know what I was doing.” H
