Chapter 8. A Heart-Wrenching Scene

Lorraine

Waking up to prepare for my first day at the agency filled my body with nervousness and a sizzling excitement.

Finally, I'd be doing what I loved after a long time. Rubbing my sleepy eyes with the back of my hands, I realised that it had been a long time since I slept on a bed as comfy and plush as this.

Dexter slept in the same room with me, but in a different bed as I'd wanted. I got up, tossing on my black robe as I'd gotten really self conscious because of the overly revealing nightwear that he had forced me to wear.

"Good morning," I chirped as I reached for my toothbrush while scanning Dexter's bare chest with the corner of my eyes.

God! His body was ripped with thick muscles that flexes with each movement. My fingers itched to touch his smooth skin and feel the sturdiness of chest.

Dexter had always been a hottie since high school and I could remember girls sprawling all over the place just to have him notice them.

"Yo