When I glanced to Blake to thank him, too, I saw that his eyes were caught on something across the store. I followed his gaze and saw a small silver rack, displaying a few pairs of panties.
Heat surged to my cock and tingled my hole. Fuck, there were some nice panties over there.
“Blake,” Casey said, breaking the silence as he laid his fingers on Blake’s chin and pulled his eyes away. “Never bring this guy to a lingerie store, I guess. He’s got no cool.”
Blake grunted and shoved Casey away. “Whatever.”
I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. I could tell Blake was embarrassed, and the crease in his hairy brow was incredibly charming, another glimpse of the tender side beneath his gruff exterior.
An idea hit me. I did a quick calculation of my budget over the next weeks. I’d intended to give the guys five hundred for room and board, which would let me save a thousand toward my move. It wouldn’t be the worst indulgence in the world, if I saved just a little less.
And I wanted to feel like I was taking care of myself, too, and not just floating by on Blake and Casey’s generosity.
Panties, I decided right there, I should definitely buy for myself.
I swallowed, then worked up my courage. “After you buy the makeup,” I said, “I’ll stay behind and pick up something else.”
Casey grinned, immediately catching on, but Blake tilted his head to the side. “Something else?”
I decided to go for broke and bit down on my lip one more time. “You’ll see when we get home.”
