Chapter 113 7 On Camera

• Chelsea woke up alone in Kelvin’s bed. The sheets still held the smell of his skin and the faint trace of what they had done the night before. Her body felt heavy and satisfied in a way that made her stretch slowly under the covers. For a minute she just lay there, staring at the ceiling, replaying the way he had sounded when he finished inside her.
• She sat up and noticed his grey T-shirt draped over the chair near the bed. She pulled it on. The fabric was soft and too big for her, hanging to the middle of her thighs. It still smelled like him. She didn’t bother with anything underneath.
• When she walked downstairs the house was quiet except for the low hum of the refrigerator. Kelvin stood at the kitchen counter drinking from a bottle. He was already dressed in training shorts and a sleeveless shirt. His hair was still slightly damp from a shower. He looked up as she entered, and his eyes moved over her slowly from the loose neckline of his shirt down to her bare legs.