“You’ve got quite the list.” He handed the journal back and I sighed with relief.

“I know. It’s a lot. What are your plans?” I thought about the way he looked at me as he shoved his cock deep inside and wanted that to be added to his plans.

“I haven’t really made any. I figured I’d spend some time outside, write some lyrics.” He shrugged. “Just chill.”

“Chill,” I said, exasperated. “Yeah, that’s what I’m ...