Emily’s POV
My whole body aches, but that is expected considering how much Ilay and I f****d during the trip to Hawaii.
I didn’t even see the ocean because I spent the entire time in the room, tangled in the high-thread-count sheets, the scent of him and tropical flowers and s*x clinging to everything. The only sun I got was the late-afternoon light gilding his skin as he moved over me.
The key fob feels heavy in my hand as I approach my apartment door. I wish my vacation had lasted longer, but it was time to return to my normal life. I called in tomorrow. I feel that if I wear those heels, I might fall face-first on the ground, and I don’t want to take that risk.
I drop my suitcase just inside the door. It lands with a definitive thud. It is heavier thanks to all the clothes Ilay bo
