She smirks up at me when I’m done, and I can’t take that look. I fall back on the bed and drape my hand over my face. She doesn’t say anything. She just kisses my cheek and goes to the bathroom again. Fuck . . . me. I don’t think I can have her wake me up one more goddamn time. This night might be the death of me. At least I’ll die a happy man.
