VI

Sleep finds me quickly, and by the time the morning sun peeks through the curtains, I’m up and so is my cock. Morning wood at its finest forces me to head into the bathroom. My normal routine is out of whack with the bathroom feeling like a cage. There’s barely enough room for me to turn around in here.

There’s only a shower stall, a toilet, and a pedestal sink. My eyes track the white subway tiles that are chipping and cracking. I can fix those, but a part of me just wants to take her out of here and never come back. If she’s going to be in my care, she should at least stay at my house. Convincing Raina that’s the best choice is going to be the hard part.

The sound of the door opening snags my attention, only for Raina to realize I’m inside. She jumps back and slams the door back shut.

“Sorry, Rex,” she calls from the other side.

“It’s fine.” I open the door to step out once I’m finished. “I’m going to grab some coffee and breakfast. You should grab some of your things and come stay