Kapitel 10: Chapter 10

But he rolls away from me, lies on his back and watches me struggle to sit up, and I tell myself it’s for the best, really. This isn’t disappointment that stings my heart. “Get up,” I say, pulling at his foot as I stand.

With a lusty sigh, he extracts himself from my blanket and rises to his feet, only now his boxers hang even lower on his hips, I can see the crack of his ass, and when he turns, I notice one of the snaps has come undone. I catch a glimpse of dark hair, dusky flesh, and I turn away. “I’m repainting the other room,” I tell him, just for something to say.

Bradley drops the blankets onto the bed and follows me into the hall. “What color?” Before I can answer, he says, “Let me just tell you, my bathroom? A horrible shade of pink. You know any good painters I can hire to take care of that for me? I pay real well.”