Page 164 of Sexting His Assistant

I exhale slowly, imagine taking it off.

Luka: Put your hand under the dress.

Nina: Luka.

Luka: Do it.

Nina: Someone could walk past.

Luka: Then be quiet.

Nina: Okay.

My grip tightens around the phone.

Luka: Over the underwear.

Nina: Bossy.

Luka: Wet?

Another pause.

Longer.

Nina: A little.

I smile despite myself.

Luka: Liar.

Nina: Fine.

Luka: Fine what?

Nina: Yes.

The single word hits hard.

I turn from the window and walk to my desk because standing still is useless. I loosen my tie with one hand.

Luka: Rub yourself slowly.

Nina: I am in a store.

Luka: You are in a fitting room.

Nina: With a curtain.

Luka: Then you should be careful.

Nina: You are enjoying this too much.

Luka: Not enough. I would rather be there.

Nina: What would you do if you were here?

I close my eyes for one second.