#Chapter 180: No Better Way To Relax

“Chloe… Mmm…” I blink, confused. For a while, my mind just sits there, fizzling. It takes me an embarrassingly long time to realize that he’s not in pain. Or that he’s not awake. Neil is having a sex dream about me. He’s resting on his back on the bed. The covers are up to his waist. He’s wearing a t-shirt. I have no idea what he’s got on beneath the blankets, and thinking about it at all makes me blush so hard, my face might catch fire – especially when he slips one of his hands under the blankets and down, down. I see the bulge in the blankets as he takes himself in hand and begins to stroke. Okay. Yeah. I should probably leave now. The man is asleep, not in control of himself, and he likely wouldn’t want me to be a voyeur so yeah. I should go. That’s the right thing to do. Yes. It takes a few seconds to convince myself, but with a great deal of strength, I turn my attention toward the door again. I reach out my hand. I touch the door handle. “You aren’t leaving, are you?” Nei