The swimsuit fit her perfectly, all the sizes were chosen by him. It hugged all her curves just right, men truly had a knack for this, the precision was commendable.
She wrestled with indecision in the bathroom for a while.
Still, Yvonne Finley opened the door.
She wanted to see his reaction.
Only one dim orange wall lamp was lit in the bedroom, casting an ambiguous, seductive glow. The atmosphere was stirring.
Caleb Baker was still sprawled on the bed, his long limbs taking up most of the space. The room was very quiet, with only the occasional sound of distant waves. Yvonne looked down at her outfit. Although she wasn't a conservative person, it was the first time she was dressed like this in front of her lover and it made her feel slightly nervous and shy.
She walked up to the bed and patted his leg.
He didn't move.
Yvonne walked over to him. His eyes were closed and he seemed dead asleep.
Feeling this sleepy?
