CHAPTER 40

When I got back to Connor's apartment, I was surprised that he was still asleep and at the same, relieved that he did not notice my absence from the house. I dropped my tote bag quietly in my bedroom, careful not to wake Connor, and headed to the kitchen to make breakfast. I pulled out a bagel and some jam from the fridge and fixed myself coffee with the Nespresso machine. As I spread the strawberry jam over the bagels, a smile broke on my face. I replayed the image of Connor, naked and tempting on my bed. The image of last night flooded my memories. Warm hard chest, passionately hitching breath and a sweaty body as he trusted deep into me. I swear I would never be able to have enough of him. I would never have had enough of the sweet pleasures I got from the mere sight of him. The usual reminder that I was once again only temporary, crept through my mind, the reminder firm and foreboding. But I pushed it to the back of my mind. For the first time, let me be careless. For the first t