Foster heads into the bedroom with the boxes and comes back out to see me fidgeting in the kitchen still.
“What?You don’t want me to see?”He asks me, and I shake my head.
“No!It’s not that.You can see them.It’s just that I actually started designing lingerie,” I tell him as he heads toward my bedroom carrying my comforter and pillow.
BANG!
I gasp, my eyes going wide as Foster drops the blanket and rubs at his forehead.
“Are you okay?”I ask him, rushing over to his side at the same time that he turns to me and blurts out, “Lingerie?”
We stare at each other for a beat, and an image of me modeling some of my designs for him flashes behind my eyes.
I want that.
But I can’t lose Foster.He’s my best friend, and that’s all that he’s ever going to be.
Unfortunately.
THREE
Foster
The imageof Lilliana in lingerie was enough to have me almost blacking out.
Or that could have been because I might have just given myself a concussion walking into her door frame.
My cock strains against my jeans, and I grit my teeth, trying to think about the splitting pain in my head and not my best friend wrapped in sexy, lacy things.
“Here, sit down,” she urges me, leading me over to the couch that looks like it’s from the early nineties.
The floral pattern is a bit of an eye-sore, but it’s surprisingly comfortable as I sit down.
“I don’t think that there’s any ice,” she apologizes as she checks the freezer.
“It’s fine.I’m alright,” I promise her, and she sighs as she sits down next to me.
We’re silent for a beat, and I clear my throat.
“Lingerie, huh?”I ask, and she nods, smiling slightly.
“I know.I still do some clothes, but I did lingerie for an assignment last year and fell in love with it.Plus, there are not a lot of sexy plus size options.Most of it is just white, beige, or black, and they all look the same.I want to change that.”
“Then you will.”
She beams at me, and my heart beats wildly against my ribs.I love making her look at me like that.
“I’ll show you some of the ones that I designed next time we hang out,” she promises me, and my mouth drops open at the thought of Lilliana standing in front of me in nothing but one of her designs.
“Sounds good,” I say, sounding half strangled.
She gives me a funny look, and I try to get ahold of myself when there’s a knock on her door.A second later, Cameron comes rushing in.
“You’re back!”She screams, and Lilliana smiles as she jumps off the couch to hug her friend.
“I missed you so much,” Lilliana says as they embrace, and I stand, trying to get my hard-on under control now that we’re not alone.
“I wanted to come by before I head to work.Can’t have this one monopolizing all of your time,” Cameron says, pointing at me with a knowing smirk.
