“Why are you up so late?”she replied, crossing her arms and raising her chin.
My eyes dropped to her plump breasts for a brief second before remembering exactly why I had caught her in the first place.
Right.Because I wanted to watch.
“I just came home,” I said casually, leaning on the doorframe.“I was about to go to bed, but then I heard… a strange noise from your room.”
She raised a brow, glancing back at the room.“Strange noise?”
“Mhmm,” I hummed and went inside, opening the door wider, brushing against her body as heat rose in my chest.“Mind if I check it out?”
“Dylan—wait!”
I ignored her, going straight for the rumpled bedsheets and chuckling low.Her phone was right there.Before she could grab it, I picked it up and raised it high, the video still playing on the small screen.
“Give it back!”she snapped, her eyes furious.“You’re invading my privacy and?—”
“And what, darling?”I taunted, keeping my voice low and showing her the clip of us.How innocently she was humping me.“You lied to me and kept the video.”
“Sorry.”A frown etched between her brows.“I’ll delete it now.”
I felt like an ass for making her sad.I didn’t care if she had saved hundreds of videos of us together.I just wanted to tease her.
“I’ll let you keep it,” I offered, holding the phone out.But as she reached for it, I pulled it back.“Only on one condition.”
She sighed, clearly exasperated.“What’s that?”
“Nuh-uh.”I tsked playfully.“You’ve got to agree first.”
She narrowed her eyes at me, and my grin widened with each passing second.I wagged her phone in front of her like a treat, and she finally relented.
“Fine.Spit it out.”
She snatched the phone from me without hesitation.
“Feisty,” I said, walking around her to close the door and lock it.
“W-why did you lock the door?”Katie asked, her eyes widening.
I removed my t-shirt and said, “What?Do you want Amanda to find us… in a compromised position?”
“Compromised position?Why are you removing your shirt?”
“I thought you’d enjoy the view,” I smirked, flexing for her, but she just rolled her eyes at me.
Oh, how much she loved me!
“What’s the condition?”She asked, sitting down on the bed, her back against the headboard and trying to create as much space between us as possible.
Fine.I’ll try to be a good boy and give her the space she wants.
For now.
“You have to tell me what you were doing just now,” I said, my voice husky as I watched her breathing quicken.“While you finish what you—Iinterrupted.”
Her eyes widened, and she looked flustered.
“So… youknew,” she said, her voice accusing.
