Chapter 51 Pancakes

• Stupid. Crazy. Strange. Horrible. I’d been trying to get my body to agree with these thoughts, for a few minutes since Grace knocked, but I was having no luck.
• I didn’t like sex, yet I was having a sexy dream? The water pouring over my head was warm and doing nothing to calm me down. I wished it was nausea. I was familiar with that. I understood being nauseous after the mention of anything sexual, but it wasn’t.
• The hot, uncomfortable need was still there. The dream and the ride back to the hotel from the party were still running through my mind.