Chapter 15 – There Isn’t Any Information

Simone woke up the next morning; her pelvic and abdominal muscles were sore. ‘It will get better eventually; won’t it?’ she asks herself. She is enjoying the intimacy she is sharing with Emmett. She didn’t know if the sore muscles would always be a part of the deal. ‘We did have sex twice last night. That could be why’ she states; smiling at what had happened.

She rolls over to face Emmett; to find he is not in bed. Getting out of bed; she quickly goes to the bathroom and heads out to the living room to see where he disappeared to.

Hearing Emmett yell “Fuck” from the kitchen; Simone heads there to investigate. Walking through the doorway; Emmett is at the kitchen counter with several pieces of burnt toast sitting next to the toaster. Moving over to him; she puts her arms around his waist.

“I hope you like your toast; extra charred” he huffs, throwing another two pieces onto the pile.

“What are you doing?” Simone asks, trying to hold in her laughter. ‘He’s so sweet; pretending he can c