Chapter 27: Now I'm Addicted

Owen

Feeling her in my arms was incredible. Eye opening. Unexpected.

I had to take the coldest shower of my life as soon as I got back to the lodge after we agreed to a new kind of relationship, had a hard time walking home because of the situation I had put myself in. I still ended up wrapping my hand around myself as I pictured her.

I made sure she was happy, content. Carried her to her bed, in fact. Then made a big show when I told her I wanted to check out her sheets because she brought them from home. My intention was to lay her in her bed and walk away. But then I got distracted. Again. That seems to happen often when I’m around her.

The faint scent of lavender filled the room. The sheets were flannel. I’d burn up sleeping in those things. The blanket was fuzzy. And thick. Two of them, actually. And a down comforter. How many layers does she sleep under?