Boyfriend Material

Connor

When I came out of the shower I was not expecting to see a black gift box with a white bow on top of my bed. Edward was nowhere to be found which was a relief but also slightly eerie. You would think after last night he would be lingering around hoping for round two but he seemed very nonchalant about what happened.

Not that I cared. I didn't. The dull throb in my arse was just a humiliating reminder of my lack of self respect.

I let out a sigh and tightened the towel around my waist as I approached the box. There was a small note at the top.

'This is so the lads don't make fun of you next week.

E.'

Edwards' handwriting was a lot nicer than I expected it to be. It was almost… girly. If I had to be honest. With fancy swirls like some computer font. I would have never expected that. For work we always typed, sent emails or simply sent a text. I had never seen his writing before.