~Lilly~
“wait—hold up. Is that a condom?”
I stopped dead in the doorway, my fingers curling tighter around the frame as my eyes locked on the bed.
The sheets were crisp and perfectly tucked, the pillows propped neatly except for that one little thing in the dead center.
A shiny silver foil packet, glinting under the warm light like it had been placed there on purpose.
My heartbeat picked up instantly, and my mind started running its own filthy commentary before I could even stop it.
Oh my God, is that what I think it is? Why the hell would he just leave it there like that? Was it for someone tonight? Was it for me? No, it couldn’t be for me. Could it? Holy s**t, what if it was for me?
What if he’d put it there thinking about me, thinking about exactly what he’d do if I ended up
