Chapter 29 Sex In The Kitchen

• I shift on my bed as I smell the tomato cream that perhaps one of Aaron's employees is preparing for us. My legs feel heavy and I smile because I have never enjoyed a university vacation as much as I am enjoying now.
• I quickly put my hair in a small ponytail and leave the room, not finding my stepbrother anywhere. The apartment is almost empty, the girls who help with the cleaning are not in the service room, so I walk hurriedly when a terrible pain seizes my stomach at the thought that I have been abandoned by Sullivan. But all those fears begin to dissipate when I hear him humming some strange song that he likes so much from the kitchen of the place that is now my home.
• The dark-haired man is wearing a long-sleeved shirt, rolled up to his elbows, which he has paired nicely with smooth blue pants. The dark-eyed boy with beautiful tattoos on his body is so focused on preparing the food that he hasn't even noticed my presence.