UNDER THE SHEETS

**TRACY SCOTT'S POV**

It took a while for him to over come his present dilemma, it took even longer to come to terms with it. For a minute there, I considered the fact that I might have broken him. He wouldn't move, or talk. All he did was glare massicely.

Luckily, he recovered from his state after several minutes with a low grunt. I tilted my head, glancing at him with a full smirk. Funny how cute he look whenever his face puffed in anger, extremely sexy.

After we both showered, not like Antony needed it, I practically did an amazing job for him. I didn't get a thanks, but still, selfless service and all. A little

bumped he decided to be ungrateful and shower, but at least it got me first class tickets to the show. By that, I mean how he looked whenever he stepped out of the shower.

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