'I Thought About You Fucking Me'

Alex's toes clenched at the praise and the purr she could almost hear through bryce's text. She'd read, wait out the dull throb bryce's words had reignited and pretend like she wouldn't regret agreeing to this game before the day was done. Alex checked her phone as she ran up the front steps to her apartment building. Nine 58 a m she swore her ghost was going to haunt the jerk at the grocery store who went through the self check outline with 50 items. See you in an hour.