CODY

It took me an effort to get up and tuck myself back into my jeans, the fabric feeling stiff and abrasive against my sensitive skin. Stephanie immediately fell into a deep slumber, chest heaving in a satisfied manner.

My heart was still thundering against my ribs—a rhythmic pulse that seemed way too loud for the quiet room. I found the strength to get up and I stepped into Brie’s bathroom, splashed some cold water on my face, and stared at the mirror.

My eyes were blown wide, my skin flushed a deep, tell-tale red. I looked like a guy who had just seen a ghost, or more accurately, a...