C18 CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

THAT I’m sure my cheeks are flushed. Bryan waits right outside the door. Was he listening? If he was, he didn’t get any thrills there. I was careful not to make a single sound.

But he knows what I was doing. While he was standing right here. And in spite of myself, I feel it. The shame. He doesn’t miss it, what I’m feeling.

He smiles, the shark smile. So maybe that’s what it was about