Love for revenge
"Be grateful we’ve got another clean room. Otherwise, you’d be sleeping in that stinking mess, and I’d be crashing in the shower. No way was I letting you back in there."
I lay her on the bed, slip off her heels, take off my shirt, and lie down beside her, pulling a light blanket over us. I try to enjoy the silence of the night, but then Giselle begins to stir. Suddenly, she bolts upright.
"You gonna throw up again?" I ask with a yawn—one that cuts short the moment I see her standing, struggling to undress.
"W-what are you doing?"
"It’s… it’s hot. So hot," she slurs, fumbling with the knot of her jumpsuit. It falls to the floor, revealing her full, round breasts.
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