All the air leaves my lungs, and the door does open, just a crack, and Eli’s eyes connect with mine. But I can’t stop it. I can’t stop it, and I’m coming all over Alex as I hold Eli’s gaze, until I can’t. Until I have to close my eyes, Alex’s hands on my breasts as we slow, panting. Breathing. Feeling. And when I open my eyes again, the door is closed, and Eli is gone.
