Chapter 27 I'm Single

• Waylen was gone before I woke up. Though his absence saved both of us from the awkwardness that might have ensued, staring at the spot he laid twisted something strange in my chest.
• It was past 6, and the bed was still warm. That meant it hadn’t been long since he left. He could have informed me before leaving, but Mr. Jack Parker had a higher chance at resurrection than Waylen had at doing the right thing. I rolled off the bed, the stickiness between my legs slowing my steps. I felt strangely full.
• Last night was bizarre in a good way. We didn’t necessarily have sex, but his dick filled me up so well that I couldn’t separate even when I wanted to. I was stuck.