Chapter 1691 East Bay Drive(Group Sex):>Ep4

• Saturday
• The click of the bathroom door and the soft padding of feet woke Heather gently. She turned over, throwing her arm over her face and peering out from underneath it.
• Marquis strode by wearing nothing but a towel, holding it by his waist. Heather's eyes widened as she took in the broad expanses of his shoulders and the muscles popping out of his toned back. He cursed under his breath as he rummaged in his bag for something, and pulled out a pair of pants a moment later. He turned and padded back into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Heather blinked a few times, then made a low growl and tucked her head back under her arm.