Her shoulders glistened and somehow, even though she wasn’t feeling well, her skin looked radiant. And when I watched a bead of water travel from her neck downwards before sliding into the water, I swallowed hard.
Until that moment, I hadn’t even known it was possible to be jealous of a drop of water, but I was. That little droplet had theopportunity to glide down her body. Across her breasts, along her stomach and between her legs and…
That was the point I knew I had to leave the room. I couldn’t be having those kinds of thoughts about Sarah. Especially not when she was ill. That wasn’t gentlemanly. So after putting the phone on the bath’s ledge, I’d told her to call me when she was done and I’d help her out (once she was wrapped in a towel, of course).
But although I wanted to give her a hand, part of me hoped that she’d feel well enough to make her own way out of the bath, because trying to keep my cool when I’d carried her up the stairs to the room had already been a challenge. So the idea of holding her when she was just in a flimsy towel was straying onto very dangerous ground.
Thankfully, my prayers had been answered when she’d messaged to say that she was out of the bath and had made it back to her room.
I’d gone to check on her later and was relieved to see that she was sat up in bed and had more energy.
Glenda had already offered to make Sarah dinner, so once Sarah had reassured me that there was nothing else she needed, I’d left. She’d probably had enough of me for one day, so I didn’t want to overstay my welcome.
When I’d got back to the house, it was still empty and I felt kind of… I didn’t know how to describe it. Lonely? Bored? It was confusing, though, because when an old friend from London called to ask if I wanted to venture into town and hit a few bars, I didn’t feel like it.
My first thought was that I needed to be close by, in case Sarah needed me, which was pathetic.
She was a colleague. We weren’t even really friends, so the fact that I felt some kind of need to make sure she was okay was ludicrous.
And the second thought was that we had to do the videos today and I didn’t want to let Sarah, Theo or Jess down by turning up to work hungover. So I’d declined the invitation, cooked dinner, then gone to bed and finished the book Sarah had given me.
This one was a better read. Still didn’t blow me away, but it was decent. I was intrigued to know what book I’d get for homework this week.
‘I’ve got meetings with Theo later,’ I said. ‘The only time I can film is this morning.’ I could also do it after work, but given the frequency of the inappropriate thoughts I’d been having about Sarah recently, it was better if we just stuck to filming during working hours and when other people were around.
‘Oh, okay. Sure. No problem. I appreciate your help. I’ll just finish this coffee. I got you one too.’ She handed the mug to me. ‘Maddie told me how you took it. I also got you some biscuits, but I’m not sure if you’d like any…’
‘Thanks for the coffee. I’ll let you have the biscuits. I wouldn’t want to deprive you of your favourite meal.’ I grinned.
‘I…’ She opened her mouth, then closed it again.
‘I’m winding you up, Jeffries,’ I said. ‘And anyway, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. I’ll have to speak to Maddie about creating some pussy cookies too. Seems unfair to have only these.’ I pointed to the plate. ‘I’m sure I’m not the only one who enjoys pearl diving.’ I smiled, wondering if I’d gone too far.
‘Pearl diving, eh?’ She raised an eyebrow. ‘Is that another one of your ancient sayings? I’ll have to look it up.’
‘Be careful. You might see some images that are not safe for work.’
My phone buzzed and I groaned internally. This conversation was just getting interesting.
I pulled my mobile out of my pocket and saw that Theo was calling.
‘Big T,’ I said. ‘What’s up?’
‘Do you have a sec? I wanted to show you the flat. It’s almost ready.’
‘Um, I’m just about to film a social media video with Sarah.’
Sarah started pointing to her coffee and then the biscuits and miming the action of gobbling them all up and choking, which was hilarious if she was trying to imply what I thought she was.
‘Actually, I might have five…’ She held up both palms. ‘I have ten minutes if you think that’ll be enough?’
‘Perfect,’ Theo said.
‘I’ll be right there.’ I hung up. ‘You sure you don’t need me?’ I checked with Sarah again.
‘Nope. I’m going to have my hands and mouth full, so I’ll be fine.’ Her lips twitched.
‘Enjoy,’ I said, wishing not for the first time that it was my cock that would be filling her up and not those biscuits.
