His mind was racing all day. From the moment Garrett woke from his slumber all he could think about was seeing her in the evening. His morning activity was routine; wash the dishes, brush his teeth, feed his two cats, Oliver and Rex. Usually these actions are completed without thought, tasks so rote that it doesn’t require brain power, today though he had to concentrate. Thoughts of her played in his mind, snap shots of time they had spent together, memories of her laugh, her smile, her supple body.
Now, seated in the living room, eyes fixed on his computer screen Garrett cannot seem to be bothered with the lesson plan. How is he supposed to concentrate on real estate financing options when all he can think of is her natural curves, the taste of her lips, the noise she makes when he has fully entered her. With these thoughts, today it seems like the entire world is conspiring against him. Everyone is running late, the practice exam questions are worded to trick me, nothing is going my way, not even the seconds hand on his clock is spinning fast enough, or so it seems.