MEGAN

I stood in the bathroom, the steam from my shower still clinging to the mirror, and I couldn't stop the silly, lopsided grin from spreading across my face.

If anyone had told me on Friday that by Saturday evening my legs would be shaking not just from stress, but from the sheer intensity of my neighborly relations with Singh, I would have called them crazy.

My weekend had turned into the most adventurous, erotic experience of my life, and honestly? I had never been this excited about a Saturday.

Not for once in my entire life.

Every time I closed my eyes, I could still feel the weight of...