He rubbed his ear. “I can always say I got stuck in traffic.”
Or my vagina. I guessed maybe I was a bad influence on his work ethic, but cuddles were worth it.
I giggled and reached for him with dramatic flair. “In that case, take me to bed.”
Zack carried me to my room. We fell onto the bed and snuggled up, tangled in the sheets and each other. Sunlight streamed across our embraced limbs. My life had never been more beautiful than this.
44
Valued
We couldn’t spend all day in bed. As much as I enjoyed cuddling with Zack, we were on a time limit, so after about five minutes, I rolled out of our cocoon.
He groaned and grappled at my backside. “Where are you going?”
“I need to make the video, and you need to get back,” I said.
His normally loud voice was half-muffled by a pillow. “Do you need any help?”
“I have a tripod.” I grabbed a pair of Theo’s old boxers as part of my costume. Would it be weird to put them on after having sex with Zack? As much as I loved the idea of petty revenge, I didn’t want to disrespect my new relationship, so I put my undies on for a protective layer, then wiped off my sticky foot.
Zack furrowed his brow. “What kind of video is this?”
“Inspirational outfit creation. Don’t worry about it. Now, hit the showers.” I smacked his ass.
His disbelieving laugh shot through the room. “Are you kicking me out after sex?”
“No, I’m being efficient. Wouldn’t want you to get sacked over…rolling in the sack with me.” I huffed. Okay, I didn’t exactly know football terms, but he got the idea.
My beefcake smirked and stretched out. “I still wish I could stay. Talk. Cuddle. Whatever.”
I propped my hands on my hips. “I don’t know if you’re capable of ditching work. You’re too responsible.”
He shrugged. “I ditched math class. What genius scheduled that at eight a.m.?”
I giggled and fluffed out one of Theo’s old shirts. “Something had to be first, I guess.”
“If I ever go back to school for fireman stuff, I’m gonna fix my schedule. I need to ease into the day with music or wake up at the gym.” He grunted and rocked himself into enough momentum to get off the bed.
I eyed his soft but still prominent member. “We could work out in the mornings.”
He grinned and flexed his chest. “Is that an invitation to breakfast?”
“No. It’s a general suggestion.” All these fuzzy feelings were tangled in a heap of uncertainty. When would the other shoe drop? After the orgasm wore off, would he still want a relationship with me?
“I’ll take it.” He squeezed my hip, then kissed me deeply.
Warmth flooded my cheeks. I sucked on his lips, biting gently.
He muffled an indignant groan, then slid his hand into my tangled hair. It had to be half-dry by now.
Oh, god. With my red face and sex-hair, I was going to be a mess on camera.
The blissed-out smile on Zack’s face was worth it, though. Love looked good on everyone.
A few minutes later, I finally managed to set up the camera while Zack rinsed off. It was an easy video. I showed off Theo’swardrobe, then twirled or jumped into each transition to add another piece.
Brand. Cost. Pose.
