“I’m glad you called.” “Want to go to the bedroom?” He shakes his head. “I’m taking a shower, and you’re coming with me.” He picks me up, and I yelp, almost dropping my iced coffee. I’m beginning to like being in his arms too much. He carries me and my iced coffee into his bathroom. Yeah, I’m glad I called too. He’s just what I need to forget about my problems for the day.
