Chapter 25 - TWENTY FIVE
- HAZEL -
I sigh and roll to the other side. My eyes are still shut and I’m desperately trying to sleep. I’m so tired yet despite my efforts, I can’t.
I don’t know if he just gave me a phobia for tiny spaces or if my actions still freak me out but I know my thoughts keep me from having a good night rest.
I rolled back till my back rested on the bed and my body was flat. I’m staring at the ceiling. My eyelids slid open and I sighed again.
This will surely be a long night. If I can’t sleep, I most definitely can do something to keep me company.
My eyes ran around the plain grey walls in this room. I scoffed. This man sure loves grey. Or was it me who came up with using the colour grey? I can’t remember and it’s a good thing.
This proves I’m moving on.
Moving on would be a lot more easier if I am not in his house. Alone with him, again.
I clenched my fists on the duvet over my body and raised it up to look at my legs. I’m wet as fuck too.
Of course I won’t do anything, in fact, he won’t do anything to me, but being horny at a time like this is not helping.
I sighed and lazily drew my feet to the side of the bed. There are slippers on the floor by my side. There’s just nothing he doesn’t have. In every part of the house.