It takes me a minute to process what I’m seeing. And when I read it again, I get a little light-headed because I’m picturing myself doling out her pleasure. I'm either on the verge of a heart attack or the best orgasm I've ever had. It's a toss-up.
I slam the laptop shut a little too quickly and with more force than is necessary. I may need Leo to fix this machine after all, even though it’s clearly not mine. Running my hands over the cool metallic cover, I notice a sticker in the bottom left corner. On it, there’s a thin metal structure that looks like the underside of a bridge. In bold letters, it reads:Truss me, I’m a civil engineer.
Yep. This is Liza’s machine.
I must have grabbed hers by accident this morning when I was rushing out of the house.
That means she has my device, but that’s the least of my worries right now.
I’ve got to figure out a way to get her computer back to the house before she realizes I’ve got it. She’ll freaking kill me if she knows I saw her tabs, and even if I do love teasing her, I don’t want her to murder me, and I don’t want her to be embarrassed.
Slipping my phone from my pocket, I pull up the last message thread.
Blue: Where are you?
Sparky: Just starting my workout. Are you done with your project already?
Blue: No. I need a favor.
Sparky: Name it.
I’m about to ask Dutton to meet me at the library and sneak Liza’s laptop back into the house. He’ll do it, no questions asked. I have no doubt about that. But before I can tap out the words, my phone lights up with a text.
Liza: Where are you?
Liza: If this is a prank, I swear to god, I‘ll put superglue in your jock strap. I’m not kidding.
Liza: This isn’t funny.
I freeze with my phone in my hand. Shit. How do I play this? If I admit I have her computer, that will just solidify her belief that I’m pulling a stunt. But I’m a shitty liar, so I need to put on the performance of my life, not only to save Liza from unnecessary embarrassment, but to save my dick and balls from a hellish fate.
Taking a deep breath, I roll my shoulders. I got this.
Blue: Just got to the library. Why? What’s up?
Blue: And no, I’m not pranking you. Unless you’re using Ollie’s shower, which is just weird.
Liza: Of course I’m not in Ollie and Fallon’s shower!? What the hell are you talking about?
Blue: What are you talking about?
Liza: You thought you’d be funny this morning and you took my laptop just to mess with me. You are so freaking childish.
Blue: I don’t have your laptop.
Blue: Oh, shit. Yeah, I do. I must have thought it was mine. I just saw it in my bag. Want to meet up so we can switch?
Liza: Did you open it? Do NOT open it.
Blue: Why would I open it?
Liza: Good. And yes, let’s meet up. I need it back ASAP.
Blue: I’m heading to the diner in a couple hours to meet Bridgette and Sparky for lunch. See you at one?
Liza: That’s too late. I need it now. I’ll meet you anywhere.
Blue: Are you at the Wolf’s Den? I can swing by.
