Dirty Affairs: An Erotic Compilation
I eventually fell into a fitful sleep, dreaming of hell and judgmental glares.
The sun was barely up when my phone rang. I scrambled for it, hoping, praying it wasn't him.
It was Max.
"Hey, babe," he called out with a grave tone. "Why’d you leave me with blue balls last night? You ignored my last three texts. Did you fall asleep?"
"I....yeah," I lied, my voice cracking slightly. "Total blackout. Sorry, Max."
"It’s okay. Listen, I need a massive favor. My driver called out sick and Dad’s flight gets in in an hour. Can you run over to JFK and grab him? I’d ask an Uber but he hates them, and you’re already at the apartment."