The Disneyland Affair
Language: en
A fever had me in a daze, my head thick and heavy, when the doorbell suddenly rang. The delivery guy’s voice came through the door, announcing a delivery for a Mr. Cole. I took the bag and thanked him, a small smile playing on my lips. I’d only told Cole about my fever before bed, and here he was, already sending medicine. But when I opened the bag, I froze. Inside were condoms, lube, and a toy that made my head spin. I had just pulled out my phone to demand an explanation when a new text message popped up. It was from the Disneyland Resort, confirming Mr. Cole’s reservation at the Pixar…