Of course, Drew wasn’t having any of it.
“For Christ’s sake, E, she goes to bed at 10PM every night,” he said as I leaned on the kitchen counter. The phone was sandwiched between my shoulder and my ear as I scarfed down today’s post-workout meal of roasted salmon and sweet potatoes. “Are you really going to miss out on Iain’s birthday party that I planned just to spend an hour asking this girl about her day?” Drew demanded.
He was on speaker with Iain at Iain’s rental house next to the beach. I did my best to weed out the sounds in the background, but I was still wincing every ten or so seconds thanks to Iain’s girlfriend yelling crazy loud in the background.
“Look, if you’re not fucking her, you’re not allowed to stay home for her. That’s just the rule. I don’t care how hot she is,” Drew said. But then he paused. “Wait. Actually that’s not true – I do. Are you ever going to show me a damned picture? Send it now.”
“No.”
“Then I’ll just have to meet her.”
My mouth was full as I laughed. “Yeah, I’m never going to let you go anywhere near – ”
“Hey.”
I cut off when Aly walked into the kitchen and greeted me with a smile.
“Ooh, shit, was that her?” Drew audibly grinned as I walked over to the window, standing at a distance in case Aly could hear his voice on the phone.
“No,” I lied as Drew laughed.
“Fuck you. Put her on the phone. I need to talk to her.”
“Yeah, never,” I said distractedly, watching Aly grab milk from the fridge then open the cupboard to reach for the tray of teabags. I had to suppress my amusement because even on her tiptoes, she was nowhere near reaching the top shelf. And while my instinct was to help, I was also enjoying the hell out of my view.
She was wearing her usual outfit at home – a big, boxy T-shirt and black leggings instead of shorts. I had a feeling she went with that because she thought it made me less likely to notice her body, but she was all kinds of wrong on that one.
Especially now.
She looked so fucking cute reaching up for the shelf. Her arms were outstretched and her back was arched taut in a way that had me staring hard at her ass. God-fuckin’-damn. It was so round and firm I could just imagine the jiggle after I spanked her over my knee. She definitely deserved the punishment for putting me through this torture.
“You ignoring me?” Drew went on in my ear. “Iain!” A glass broke in the background. “Iain, talk to this asshole. He’s ignoring me.”
Iain got on the phone for a bit but I was barely paying attention to whatever I was saying to him. I was too busy watching Aly’s shirt ride up as she continued to struggle. Fuck me. This was the most adorable torture I’d ever witnessed in my life. The only reason I wasn’t in completely blue-balled hell was because it was also hilarious.
When I finally let out a laugh, Aly shot a cute little look over her shoulder.
“Are you laughing ‘cause I’m short?” she hissed.
I grinned and nodded, muttering some half-hearted response to Iain as I went to grab the tray off the shelf for Aly. I caught the happy little smile on her face when I handed it to her, and I did my best not to get hard over the way she eyed me and mouthed the words thank you.
Christ.
Add that to the list of accidental cock teases.
It was really no wonder that I’d been jacking it like an animal since Sunday. Every little thing Aly did around the house made my dick jump. Whether it was stretching or putting her hair up or just standing near me and reminding me that I was practically four times the size of that tight little body of hers – all of it turned me right the fuck on. I was basically a walking hard-on around her, and it honestly was a miracle that I’d kept my shit together thus far.
Hell, I was pretty sure I deserved a medal for it.
“Listen, dickhead. If you’re bailing on tonight, I better hear by tomorrow that you closed,” Drew said, breaking me out of my daze. “Either shit or get off the pot, ‘cause this is fucked up. You were supposed to be my wingman tonight. Everyone else here is couples.”
“Uh-huh,” I said, finishing the last bite of my meal and putting my plate and fork in the dishwasher. Aly had her back to me as she boiled water, but I caught her
eye when she randomly peered over her shoulder. She bit her smile before turning back to her tea.
“Hey, so tell me. What’s she wearing right now?” Drew asked just to piss me off. “She wearing a bra or is she – ”
“Yeah, cool – have fun,” I talked over him, abruptly hanging up the phone as Aly turned around. She sipped her tea as Drew’s text rang in.