Flushed face, disheveled hair and eyes that are sparkling like crazy.
I examine my appearance in the toilet mirror and sigh in utter disappointment when I try to tame my hair and make it look a tad bit decent. I hoped that no one will notice my state and laugh at me for looking as if I had just gotten out of bed. Hopefully, they ignore it and I pass by without knowing glances. After he had basically marked me, he took his sweet time to enjoy himself for punishment purposes and even though it felt better than our previous times, I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed because of the people who were waiting for us.
When I'm ready, I exit the toilet and come face to face with a glowing Elijah. He smiles at me and stretches out his hand. Without even thinking, I take it and he leads us back to
