VOLUME 5: DESOLATION DIARIES - JAMES & MIRI
JAMES
A soft sigh escaped Miri’s lips and she snuggled closer to me, pressing her body against mine. If she opened her eyes, they’d be shadowed with desire. Thank god they stayed shut. The girl had no idea what she did to me. Stifling a groan, I slipped out of her grasp and out from beneath the covers to stand, panting, at the side of the bed. I had to get out of here.
I pulled on jeans and my leather jacket, took a deep breath once I stood in the hall and shut the door behind me. I didn’t know how long I could go on with our relationship like this.
Not that I had any intention of leaving Miri - I could never. Would never.
But I felt like a frickin’ saint these days. A totally celibate, totally chaste saint.