Chapter 12 I Choose Finley

• In the still of the night, the woman's delicate pants and moans were particularly jarring.
• Wendy watched the man in the video, Finley, who was lying on his back on the bed. A woman with a fair complexion was seated on him, her waist-length hair swaying with the rhythm of her hips.
• The voice, filled with both pain and pleasure, sounded incredibly real. Of course, Wendy didn't think the video was fake. As the woman changed her position halfway through, she caught sight of the tattoo on Finley's lower abdomen.