#Chapter 52 - Jealousy

Shirley All at once, my dirty thoughts from the afternoon seem to trickle back into my mind, and I find myself squirming again, pressing my thighs together. But I realize my reaction is a mistake as it catches Keith’s attention, drawing his stare to my exposed skin that only makes me hotter. And then his eyes begin to slowly raise back up, and I watch as his lips begin to part. However, it’s not his voice that soon meets the room, but the distant sound of a phone ringing. My phone. Jean. She’s calling. Stumbling over myself, I stand from the chair, clearing my throat. “I should go take that,” I tell him, and he watches me as I adjust my nightgown. His stare is still heated, but thankfully it has become a little tamer. Without another word, Keith hands me back my book and I leave the room, trying not to focus on the way I can feel his eyes trail me. I just stay thankful for the fact that Jean called right when she did. If she hadn’t…I don