Rex (Book 5)
She was worried about wearing a bathing suit, and everyone would see the redness as if mosquitos had poked her, but she had nothing to worry about.
Another yawn escapes my mouth. I grab my folder and return to my room. The TV sound was turned on, and Rex was lying on the bed snoring. It wasn't a loud and suffocating snore, and it was a manly snore. I chuckle and put back my folder inside my backpack. I used the restroom to relieve myself before going to bed.
I slip under the blanket and cuddle next to Rex, wrap my arm around his waist, and lay my head against his chest. He stirs and pulls me close as his breath breeze through my skin, caressing.
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