Surprise Visit By Old Man

I hadn't even gone home last night.

With the concert so close, the entire venue complex had been running on absolute overdrive. Val had been patrolling the perimeter wards until the crack of dawn, while Yerin had been glued to the soundstage going over vocal tracks with Sarah.

Of course, Yerin did manage to sneak out to the parking garage around midnight, insisting on "properly thanking" me for saving her production with those two song lyrics. We ended up having an intensely passionate, backseat session inside my SUV, her soft moans echoing against the tinted glass, before the two of us finally fell asleep cuddled together under a warm blanket in the back seat.

By sunrise, she had kissed me awake and bounced right back to her vocal practice, leaving me to stretch my sore limbs before wandering out into the morning air.