Chapter 39

Cyrus

I was starting to lose my mind, mostly because I went to sleep thinking about fucking Eva, and I woke up with that thought in my mind, too.

Yesterday, I was too distracted by what Andy had told me to pay much mind to it. But now, now that desire had my full attention.

It was almost like I could smell her from down here.

I glanced at Brock, and it didn’t seem like he noticed this at all. Naturally, I wouldn’t ask him if he could smell Eva. If he did, would I have noticed, though?

I wasn’t sure, and I didn’t want to know the answer to it.

I glanced at the stairs. Marcia was coming downstairs with a tray. I assumed it was from Eva’s room. We made eye contact briefly before she went into the kitchen. I hadn’t asked her about what Andy said. Today was supposed to be the day of that investigation, but I was distracted. My cock was semi-hard all the time now, and whenever I thought about her, it got harder.

What was this? I didn’t know enough about mates to understand. All I knew