Chapter 6

I dozed for another hour, like I usually do. Woke to my alarm, showered—the bathroom held Dan’s clean scent. The towel was still damp from his body, the washcloth filled with his soap. As I lathered myself, I pictured him in the shower before me, splashing these tiles, his hands on his body the way mine trailed over my own. It took all the self-control I had to will my erection away but he promised me tonight, so I dressed in a pair of khakis and a sports coat, usual office attire for me, and headed into work.