Chapter 46

"Your choice?" I asked.

She looked perplexed and I wasn't sure why. "I'm good with vanilla unless sir prefers toys," she said while looking into my eyes.

That word again. Vanilla. It was on my list of questions for Monroe but tomorrow will be soon enough to ask. She turned, allowing me to see her very hot ass. I joined her on the bed and we ended up using two condoms before I fell into a deep, satisfied sleep.

The following morning, I woke early and extricated myself from the slender arms and legs wrapped around my body. Sara rolled in the other direction and returned to oblivion.

I pulled on my pants and made my way downstairs shirtless and barefoot. I heard low voices coming from the dining room and continued in that direction. When I entered the room, I saw Monroe sitting at the table with an open newspaper and a cup of coffee.

"Good morning, Zach. I hope you slept well."

"Yes, sir, I did." Embarrassing heat flooded my cheeks when I automatically said, "sir."

Monroe's eyes went dar