Chick With a Charm
Chick With a Charm
“The morning . . . not so much. Lily wasn’t used to getting up early, which to her meant eight o’clock. She’d set her alarm so that she’d have no trouble meeting Anica at the coffee shop at nine thirty for the airport run.
Griffin was awake and whistling in the shower by seven fifteen. It wasn’t a recognizable tune, either—more of an aimless, wandering kind of whistle. Lily wondered how he’d enjoy having a gerbera daisy shoved in his pursed lips. The shower was one thing. Tunelessly whistling wa...s a whole other thing, a noisy thing that she could do without.
Pulling a pillow over her head, she tried to drown out the sound. When she’d envisioned Griffin under her spell, she hadn’t projected exactly how that would work out. The sex was a given, but staying all night and jumping in the shower and whistling at seven fifteen . . . she hadn’t figured on that at all.
She tried to soothe herself by imagining how great he looked in that shower, how the water would stream off his pecs, cascade down his washboard abs, and sluice down his sizable penis.MoreLess
Griffin was awake and whistling in the shower by seven fifteen. It wasn’t a recognizable tune, either—more of an aimless, wandering kind of whistle. Lily wondered how he’d enjoy having a gerbera daisy shoved in his pursed lips. The shower was one thing. Tunelessly whistling wa...s a whole other thing, a noisy thing that she could do without.
Pulling a pillow over her head, she tried to drown out the sound. When she’d envisioned Griffin under her spell, she hadn’t projected exactly how that would work out. The sex was a given, but staying all night and jumping in the shower and whistling at seven fifteen . . . she hadn’t figured on that at all.
She tried to soothe herself by imagining how great he looked in that shower, how the water would stream off his pecs, cascade down his washboard abs, and sluice down his sizable penis.MoreLess
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