Twenty minutes later
Rory pulls over in front of a big, white beautiful mansion and Rory help me out of the car and we walk inside. On our way, Rory told me he wanted to show me his house and wanted me to spend the night with him and after fifteen-minute of argument I gave up because I knew there was no way I could win with him.
We walk into the house and he asked if I wanted to take a bath and I replied yes so he prepared a bathtub in the room which he said was mine.
After showering, I put some new clothes set on the bed and walk to the living room where Rory is presently seated on a sofa with a glass of wine in his hand. My feet slacks and it sends me a trill of pain to the rest of my body as I walk towards him and I hiss a groan, making Rory turn to me. I bite my lips and my eyes clo
