What I need now are some more snacks, Gilmore Girls, and my heating pad. That will be enough to get me through these next ten days. And probably my arsenal of sex toys, because as much as I hate to admit it, seeing Harrison wanting to actually get to know Olive makes me not want to let any of these Alphas even get a whiff of my perfume. While I should make a promise to turn a new leaf, become someone who is more open and friendly, I decide to masturbate until I fall asleep. There’s nothing a good orgasm can’t fix.
