Callan was the first to leave the bathroom while Orla joined him in the bedroom a few minutes later.

He was dressed up before she showed up, it amazed her how it took little time for him to dress up. She shot a glance at him before proceeding to the closet.

"You weren't able to eat last night."

His voice sent tingles to her skin. Hot ones. She wasn't certain why it was like that, maybe probably because she had nothing underneath her towel and she had been harbouring wanton thoughts since she saw Callan's dangling dick in the bathroom.

"I slept." Her response was curt. She was scared he'd...