Chapter 95

Silas’s POV

She looks up at me, posing seductively while lying on her side. Her natural curves being thrown in my face.

She wears nothing but black lacey underwear and a long transparent dress that leaves nothing to the imagination.

“Elena, what are you doing here?” I ask dryly.

I’m too tired for her shenanigans, too exhausted to flip out the way I want to.

“I missed you, and the night is so cold… I was thinking we could warm each other up and maybe, you could keep me company?”

“What happed to your roommate?” I drawl.

She scoffs now.

“What I need now is for you to hold me.”

She lightly traces the side of her curving hips, solely for the purpose of drawing my eyes where she wants them to be.

It’s not the first time she’s successfully snuck into my room dressed like a hooker requesting for ‘comfort.’

Many times in the past, I had given her just what I know she really wanted, scratching my own itch in the process.