Chapter 10 Blue Balls

• Vicktor’s POV
• As I lay in the bed, the soft hum of the mansion at night filling the room, I couldn't help but notice Amanda in the oversized white shirt I had thrown at her earlier. It hung loose on her frame, yet it was thin enough to outline her curves subtly, including the tips of her nipples.
• I swallowed hard, chastising myself internally. I shouldn’t be thinking about her like this, not in this situation.