Alex laughed nervously. "Patient? You tried to pull over at the last three rest stops."
"You’re a menace," he muttered from the passenger seat, eyes half-closed. Shaiden Rogue - Girlfriend Drains My Balls In -...
"One what?" he panted.
He didn’t deny it. He couldn’t. His brain was too empty—drained, you might say—to form a coherent argument. Alex laughed nervously
"Shaiden, I have nothing left. I’m running on fumes." " she whispered
And he did. For about an hour.
They arrived Friday evening. By the time Alex had the fire going, she had already changed into his favorite sweater—the one that hung off her shoulder—and was pouring two glasses of red wine. "Relax," she whispered, guiding him to the worn leather couch.