Chapter 88 Pick Them Up (2)

• “We slept through it,” I repeat.
• He blinks, taking a few moments to register what I just said. “Shit. I’m sorry.”
• I shake my head, chuckling. “It’s fine. Don’t worry about it. It was my fault. I should have set it louder. And besides, I’m not complaining. It was fun. I…” I hesitate, but then I say fuck off to my hesitation, because what the hell am I even afraid of? The fact that Brian would judge me. Ridiculous. If he hadn’t judged me for my escort job, I don’t think he’d ever judge me for anything. “I never thought you’d be comfortable in my place. It’s just so…small.”