My face is contorted into an unwavering smile as I think about Theron's hands roaming my body. The image of his black orbs staring into my soul as he caresses the side of my face surfaces and I shake my head to get rid of the thought.
I'm on a call with Serene and for the past few seconds, I haven't heard a word she said. All I've been thinking about since last night is the short session of intimacy I and Theron had.
If it weren't for Dr Sanders interruption, I'm sure we would have gone beyond just making out.
"Eirlys Grayson!!" Serene screeches from the phone, jolting me out of my thoughts.
I clear my throat before responding.
"What?"
She sighs and I cover my mouth to stop the laughter that is threatening to escape from the obvious tiredness in her voice.
"What are you thinking about? I've been calling you for a long time!" She yells.