Chapter Six - Madden

The morning sun woke me. It felt unreal to wake up naturally compared to Ansley turning on the shower or rushing around late. I groaned, stretching my arms above my head and staring at the tiled ceiling.

I didn’t check my phone to see what time it was, because I figured it was early, since I’d been used to getting up at the crack of dawn while on active duty. The sheets clung to my sweaty skin as I peeled them away and walked toward the bathroom.

Ansley kept the thermostat too high for my taste, but it was her apartment, I was the guest. I made it to the doorjamb of the hallway when her door opened and she walked into the hallway with me.

She wore a pair of bright pink pajama short and a tank top. My gaze dropped to her tits, unable to stop myself from looking at the soft outline of her nipples through her shirt.

If my morning wood hadn’t already been at attention, her soft curves would have drew him out.

Get it together, Madd