Chapter 64. Quid pro quo, remember?

Mj heard the sound of the shower cut on and she felt a mixture of guilt and longing, she had not meant to be so intimate with Dante, “after all she hardly knew him!” Mj scolded herself.  “But for whatever reason when he was near her she couldn't seem to keep her wits about her” she thought, folding her arms under her head “no matter how hard she tried she couldn't get her mind off him” Mj smiled “she also wanted nothing more than to never take her body off of him”