“Banging?” Her lips quirked up, and the tense feeling in my chest loosened a bit.
“Yeah. That. I didn’t mean to rush you out the door. I freaked out for a second. It was an asshole move.”
Her gaze softened. “Don’t worry, O’Connor. I know the rules. You’re not my type anyway,” she said, eyes glinting wickedly.
Jealousy erupted in my gut. As if any of the guys who she thought were her type had any idea what to do with her.
“Thank God for that. I’m sure none ofthemcould find the clit even if you drew them a map,” I tossed back.
She gasped out a laugh. “That’s a pretty presumptuous thing to say.”
It wasn’tthatpresumptuous. After the things she told me the other night, it was a logical deduction.
“I don’t hear you denying it.”
She glared at me through her dark lashes, turning on her heel and stalking down the hallway. She flipped me off as she went, her backside swaying and her high-heeled sandals clicking on the tiled floor.
I chuckled, crossing my arms as I leaned against the doorframe. “Thanks for the orgasms!” I shouted, doubling down on my chance to embarrass her.
She cringed, shoulders hunching forward, eyes on the floor as she quickened her pace into the elevator. I shook with laughter as she flipped me the bird with both hands, glowering at me as the doors slid closed.
Ready Or Not
Eve
Ben: New rule- We don’t go more than 3 days without seeing each other.
Eve: Not approved. Rehearsals.
Ben: Your rehearsals are during the day. Not at night.
Eve: There are lines to learn and laundry to do and dishes to wash.
Ben: There’s also fun to be had! Are you making excuses not to see me?
Eve: Why would I do that?
Ben: Maybe you’re scared.
Eve: Scared of what?!
Ben: Of how much you want my *eggplant emoji*
Eve: No. :|
Ben: I think we both know I’m at least a little bit right. ;)
Ben: Are you free tonight?
I’dspentthebetterpart of the week trying to get him out of my head while fielding his texts and calls, asking when we could see each other again.
I wanted to see him. My body ached to be near him again, but I thought a little distance might be wise. For both of us.
I’d drawn some lines in an effort to remind myself that as much as I was beginning to not hate him, it was stilljustsex.
Amazing, rock my world, sex. But just sex, nonetheless.
Two consenting adults enjoying each other.
