O:
Tonight.
Sighing, I plop down on the ground, ready to be here for the long haul.
Fuck Oscar for not telling me how many fucking deliveries there were supposed to be. I’ve been here all day, with no end in sight, and I just know that Nova is panicking right now.
Me:
I didn’t ditch you. O called, and I had to work all day. It was hard as hell leaving that bed.
Nova:
Sure, sure. Whatever you say. I’ve just getting some housework done.
Me:
Housework, huh? Do you have to work tonight?
Nova:
I do. Guess you won’t get to have naked snuggles tonight.
Me:
You enjoyed it.
Nova:
Shockingly, I did. That’s not like me.
Me:
I must have some magic powers.
Nova:
More like a magic body. It’s all the muscles. They’ve put me in a Chris stupor.
I choke on my laughter, looking up to make sure no one is around to catch me off guard.
Me:
That really doesn’t sound like an issue for me.
Nova:
Not for you, but certainly for me. You apparently make me lose my damn mind. Who sleeps naked with a man and doesn’t at least get an orgasm out of it?
Nova:
That was too honest. Shouldn’t have said that.
Me:
My mistake. Next time, I’ll ensure you get an orgasm too. Note to self: Never go to bed with Nova without giving her an orgasm.
Nova:
