Illusion of Control

NOLAN’S POV

The room was dark except for the faint city glow bleeding through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I sat at the edge of my bed, elbows on my knees, completely bare and completely uninterested.

Behind me, Gemma shifted against the sheets. The mattress dipped softly as she rolled onto her side, propping her head up on her palm. Her body was still flushed. Satisfied.

Mine wasn’t.

She reached