Verena 

Confusion flitted across my face as I reached for the knob and turned the shower off, briefly noticing the way his fully erect dick started to grow limp. “Separate rooms?…” my eyes flickered back to his. “What is the matter Daxton? What is with the sudden change of mind?”

No—that shouldn’t be the question. The real one was how we went from his teasing barely five minutes ago to this sudden shift in his mood.

The muscles in his shoulders tensed. He wouldn’t even look at me. 

He slapped his hand over his face softly, groaning into his palm. “I don’t know Verena, I just believe it is the...