At Three In The Morning

Here is a short story that is part of the Raife and Dexter ‘verse; happy reading!

Okay. So how the hell is he getting out of this without both revealing himself and making, potentially, the biggest mess he has ever made? At least in this room. Was it even worth it? All this sneaking around at three in the morning because of an urge he just couldn’t control? Dexter can’t even remember enjoying it at the time now, even though that time was barely a few seconds ago and the taste is still in ...