I still had a quest to complete: have anal sex in a public space. Nala's office would work perfectly—if Nala agreed. I'd thought about asking her yesterday, but she was already asleep when I got back, and I didn't want to wake her just for that. Not fair.
I groaned as the first weak rays of sunlight slipped through the curtains—muted, gray light filtering through the dark clouds. At least the storm had calmed. No rain, just a lazy, drifting snow outside.
"Morning," Nala muttered, rolling toward me, voice thick with sleep. Her hair was a mess, eyes half-open, one arm flopping across my chest. "You came in late last night."
"Hmm," I grunted, rubbing my face. "Sorry."
"I tried staying awake but couldn't." She yawned, stretching slowly. "So… what did Carrie want?"
"She was a dog in heat," I said flatly. "I think I unlocked something inside her. She… literally begged me to fuck her."
"Did you?"
"Yep."
