Dameon - Can't Even Catch A Break
"Are you certain you're alright?" Len asks, still holding onto me as I hold onto his arm with a smile.
"Yes. You really... helped me out back there." I said, accepting the bottle of water he handed to me after we finally exited the elevator.
I took a sip from the bottle, lowering the bottle from my lips after quenching my thirst and stared at him as I twisted the cap. He observes me earnestly, his mind probably oblivious to anything but my slightly flushed expression.
In the meantime, I glanced at the elevator as I recalled how it had gone all the way to the highest floor where the private swimming pool and gym was located— before heading back to the guest rooms where we stayed. And just before we left the confined walls of the elevator box, I slackened my shirt and untucked it to cover the semi-erection I had just from his scent alone.