Leaning on Arthur's chest, Talia listened to his heartbeat using her left ear. That rhythmic sound made her feel tired once more.
"I met the janitor myself and I don't see any resemblance between him and Ralph, Iris." Arthur ran his fingers through her hair. He decided to investigate the janitor himself and that guy had nothing on him that suggested he is connected to Ralph.
"Maybe he really is dead," Talia placed her hand above his abdomen. It was hard as a rock and she could feel the defined ridges of his muscles.
Her mind skipped to the feeling of those ripped muscles on her and she felt butterflies in her stomach.
Ah...how horny am I? I'm here, sitting on the floor in his home office, beside a giant teddy bear and getting all excited with just touching his abdomen.
