Chapter 332 - Raphael

I woke up the next morning feeling like something someone scraped off the bottom of their shoe. Since all I'd had to drink yesterday was milk, juice, and water, I knew it wasn't a hangover. And it certainly hadn't been lack of sleep.

I glanced at the clock. Saw that I'd banked almost eight full hours. How could I get so much sleep and still feel like shit? It wasn't freaking fair.

A low knock sounded on the door.

"Come in." I scooted up, leaned against the frame as I yawned wide enough for my jaw to pop.

Nia came in. An oversized t-shirt hem flirting with her upper thighs. "Good morning, Raphael."

My dick jumped at the smoke in her voice. I licked my lips. "Good morning, Nia." My heart thrilled a bit at getting to say it whenever I wanted.

She narrowed her eyes at me, shook her head. "Not right now, Si."

I bit my cheek as my dick sprang to full attention. This was the best wakeup call ever. I couldn't even ask her questions. One of her rules.

Again, the feeling of