KROSS

EARLIER THAT DAY

Today has been miserable, just as every day has been. I can't even remember the last time I had a good day and just relaxed. It was always one thing or another.

My mind kept going back to this morning, to everything that happened from seeing Sade almost naked—her smooth legs were imprinted in my head—to explaining lust and everything to her, and to her asking to kiss me.

It was tough turning her down when all I wanted to do was to cover her lips with mine and ...