Chapter 20

“Thanks, Dayton. I was just napping.”

He reaches out with his right hand, ready to wrap it around my firm shaft and possibly stroke it north and south in a heated fury. I quickly cover myself with two hands to fend off his hormones and a future connection between our bare bodies. No, I cannot sleep with him this afternoon, although I truly want to. Honestly, I must deter his sexual desire and advancements for as long as I can in hopes of allotting myself enough time to ponder my betraying actions with Block. The last thing I want to do is to hurt Dayton again, of course. Clinging to his naked skin will only make my deceit stronger. Hence, distance is found, grasped, and held onto with mighty force. Unfortunately, I don’t mesh my bare muscles with the mechanic’s.

He seems stunned at first by my reaction, and in a rare state of disbelief. Never have I turned him away before. Not once have I declined his offer to have sex. Always, I have subjected my man-toys to his unlimited hunger.