#Chapter19
PYKE
RELUCTANTLY, I PULL my arm that has been draped around Camila’s waist. A grin spread on my lips, and I pause when she stirs. I don’t want to wake her up until I do my plan.
I never thought that last night was the best night of my life. I’ve had sex with many women—they were all incredible, but there’s something about Camila, and what’s between me and her is incomparable—our connections—it’s weird but I am starting to like it now I know the feeling of being with her.
The sex was unbelievably amazing—perfect.
I’ve never spent a night with a woman, but last night all I wanted was to hug her tight in my arms, spooned her until we fell asleep.
I slowly drag myself out of her bed, tiptoeing and picking up my clothes scattered on the floor. I grab the keys from her dresser and walk out of her bedroom.
After wearing my clothes, I quickly fish out my phone from my pocket and type a message to Xandry.
All Yours.
