Chapter 94

• Just as Fabian pulled out of Gigi, the doorbell rang. They both looked at each other, then glanced at their situation—and burst out laughing. They were both naked, she was lying on the table, and the kitchen was an absolute mess.
• The dinner Gigi had prepared had gone cold, and it didn’t look like they’d be eating it anymore. Maybe they’d just order takeout.
• Gigi pushed Fabian off her so she could get up. Her whole body was still a sticky mess, especially between her legs. A mix of creamy soap, her own juices, and Fabian’s were smeared all over.