“Eyalen! I came to visit!”
Someone screams my name and starts banging on the door, the sound carrying all the way from downstairs.
I break the kiss with an irritated sigh.
Selma is panting, trying to catch her breath. Her cheeks are flushed red and her gaze has trouble focusing on me. I’d almost think she was drunk, if I wasn’t the one responsible for her current condition.Continue reading