Chapter 45: Ready or Not

Brent

The sun intrudes on my morning bliss. I roll over, trying to avoid the intrusion. The bedsheet moves lower, past my thighs.

I reach out to the other side of the bed, expecting Vanessa to be there.

She's not.

I groan.

If she doesn't return within the hour, then I know there's no morning sex. She has a way of getting preoccupied with things that prohibit her from returning to bed.

I rub my face, then frown.

Something is wrong--really wrong.

Suddenly, I hear foot tapping. But, unfortunately, it's an impatient tapping.

Slowly, I open my eyes as I yawn.

Once my vision clears, I see Suzy-May standing beside Vanessa's side of the bed, arms folded and staring at me.

Suzy-May looks down at my penis, giving a half-shrug and a nod of approval.

Quickly, I cover myself.

Last night came flooding back to me. I couldn't convince Vanessa to come home with me, so I stayed here. My hope was simple: lovemaking.

It didn't work. Vanessa fell asleep early. Waking her up