I truly can’t help but let my mind wander to everyone’s comments from just hours earlier. Simon’s possessive touches and words. Asher’s begging, pleading, and overall good-boy being self. Nyx’s flirtations. Even Rhodes, once he was done being an asshole and commenting on my smell, had winked at me a few times under his sheet…after he had caught me staring at his veiny and muscular forearms just a little too long.
