Chapter 83 — Go home, Desmond

Back in the bedroom, away from the smell of pleasure, the steamy that was making my mind foggy, I take a deep breath, inflating my lungs to the max, only to let it out harshly… And I look at my bed, painfully aware that I really want to fall asleep in Desmond's arms, especially when looking at him would be the first thing in the morning.

But that's just a silly dream that I don't get much attached