“No, no, that’s a bad idea; clothes were meant to be taken off,” he said in a groggy voice.
I turned back to him, topless, and shrugged. Garrett rolled over, did a double-take, and smiled.
“First of all, holy shit, those are some great fucking tits,” he said. “Second of all, holy shit…we actually hooked up.”
“Yep,” I said. “You do remember everything, right? Don’t tell me you blacked out.”
“No, I do, I just…it’s like I can’t believe that that happened, even though it very clearly did. Holy…holy fuck.”
He chuckled to himself.
“Mason’s going to murder us if he ever finds out,” he said.
“Well, I’m not going to tell him, are you?”
“Seems like that would be a very bad idea for my chance at survival, so I’m going to say…no, I’m not going to tell him.”
I nodded with a smile.
“Which is a damn shame,” he said, kicking off the covers to reveal his fully erect dick. “Because while a gentleman never tells, I need to have more stories to tell myself after last night.”
I laughed. I had to admit, remembering how he made me feel and seeing him like he was now, there was a strong temptation to take my panties off, straddle him, and take him. But there were too many things in the way.
“Do you even have a condom?”
“I…no, actually.”
Oh, shit, we didn’t use one last night, did we?
Ah, well, I’m on birth control. Not ideal, but it’ll pass.
“Well, let’s not risk it then,” I said. “And more than that, I’m hungry.”
“For what? Breakfast food? I got some sausage right here!”
“Oh my God, Mason warned me your jokes were terrible, but they’re even worse than I thought!” I said with a laugh.
And then my phone buzzed on the ground.
“Oh, please, would you like me to make some egg jokes? Because I know you have some, but they aren’t quite as accessible. And—”
But as I looked at my phone, Garrett’s joke faded to the background. In fact, by the time I finished reading the message on the phone, I wasn’t in a laughing mood at all.
It was Mason.
And he knew I’d been up to no good last night.
Garrett
“Nothing like sausage and eggs! Right, Hannah?”
She kept her eyes glued to the phone. I bit my lip. That wasn’t the look of someone who had gotten a good text message.
“Hannah?”
She sighed as she stared at her phone. The more time that went by, the more nervous I felt. This was, without question, the worst way to start the day. Especially since I was naked in front of a topless woman, and now there was almost no chance of getting any pussy.
“Hannah, what’s going on?”
