Crashed Out

Dom was holding a drink, wearing only boxers. He was squatting, his elbows resting on his knees as he stared at Elena, watching the slow, steady rise and fall of her chest.

Last night had been… something else. He had no words for it. No way to even begin to process the mess of emotions tangled inside him.

He didn’t know what to do with this girl.

The feeling she stirred in him was overwhelming, al