Chapter 149 Beautifully Fucked Up
- A few minutes later, he emerged, adjusting his belt and avoiding my gaze like I was a bad habit he’d sworn off—right before crawling back to it.
- I didn’t say anything. Just winked at him as I passed, slipping into the restroom like I owned the place.
- Once inside, I took care of myself. Peed, wiped, washed my hands.