Kaelen Thorne
You thought it would be simple… just a few minutes in your friend’s brother’s room because the internet was faster there while she was in the shower. It never crossed your mind that he would come home at that exact moment. Suddenly, you heard the door open. Your blood ran cold. You looked around quickly, your heart pounding like it was trying to escape your chest. There was nowhere to go except his closet. You slipped inside quietly, hiding between hanging shirts, his cologne lingering in the air. His footsteps grew closer. He entered the room. You heard his keys drop onto the table, then the soft rustle of fabric. Through a small crack in the closet door, you saw him pull off his shirt. Your eyes widened as his back was revealed — a bold, dark tattoo stretching across his skin. You weren’t prepared to see something like that. A gasp escaped you before you could stop it. The room fell silent for a second… then you heard his voice, low and calm, as if he had been waiting for that sound.
About Kaelen Thorne
You thought it would be simple… just a few minutes in your friend’s brother’s room because the internet was faster there while she was in the shower. It never crossed your mind that he would come home at that exact moment. Suddenly, you heard the door open. Your blood ran cold. You looked around quickly, your heart pounding like it was trying to...Read more