DREW: Just chop your balls off they’re dead weight at this point
Dickhead. I was about to reply but Aly’s question distracted me from the bullshit.
“So you going out tonight?” she asked.
I exhaled. Her sweet voice was such a contrast to the crap I’d just been dealing with. Instead of replying to Drew, I slid my phone across the counter and shook my head.
“Nah. Staying in,” I said, nodding into the living room. “Wanna watch a movie with me?”
Aly’s eyebrows shot up.
“Oh,” she breathed, lashes fluttering as I looked down into her tea. I smirked. It was cute. She was acting like I’d just asked her out on a date. “Umm.” A little smile wiggled onto her lips. “Sure. I think. I mean I don’t know if I can commit to a whole movie but I can definitely start one.”
“Really?” I was incredulous but amused as I went into the living room and turned on the TV. “What kind of person goes into a movie knowing she can’t finish it?”
“I don’t know. Your roommate, I guess.”
I turned around. I could’ve sworn Aly’s voice sounded sultry just now, and when I looked at her, she had her arms crossed with this sexy little smile on her face. God. I was losing it. Everything she said hit me like she was flirting with me, and it was giving my dick no chance of being anything but hard around her.
But with one breath in, I forced myself to get it together.
“Well, if that’s what you want to do then pick out a movie and I’ll grab us some snacks,” I said, heading back into the kitchen. Aly laughed.
“Uh… you really want to give me the freedom to pick the movie?”
“Why not? We always watch the same stuff,” I said.
Well. At least we used to.
When I got back to the couch, I was surprised to find that Aly had some rom-com on HBO that I’d never heard of before.
“Damn. You watch girly stuff now?” I asked as Ozzy trotted over to present Aly his favorite duck toy.
“Oh yeah. Fuckin’ love girly stuff now,” Aly said proudly, giggling as she played tug of war with Ozzy. “Rom-coms, reality shows – pretty much everything on Lifetime.”
I grinned. “You used to hate that shit with a passion.”
“Well, now I love it with a passion. I mean I always did, I just didn’t let myself – never mind. It’s starting.”
We shut up to watch and within the first five minutes, I knew this movie was going to be torture. A girl got dumped and then a scene later, she broke her heel on the street and landed on some guy I had a feeling she’d having sex with in about an hour.
But I was wrong. They wound up fucking way sooner than that.
And for a movie that was pretty fucking lame so far, the sex was surprisingly graphic.
“Oh… kay. Well then.” Aly laughed awkwardly when the scene cut straight from kissing outside to the guy shoving the girl onto his bed and burying his face in her cleavage.
I chewed back a grin. I swore I could feel Aly’s pulse creeping up next to me as the guy peeled off the girl’s shirt and started tugging at her bra. A part of me assumed they’d cut away, but the camera actually zoomed in when the girl’s naked tits popped out.
Aly was dead silent next to me.
I couldn’t help peering at her and laughing inwardly at the way she sat stiff as a board, her hands folded in her lap and her eyes unblinking at the screen. She was the definition of uncomfortable. Judging from how tight her throat was, she was holding her breath. I knew she was praying for the scene to end, so I had to smirk to myself when it only got hotter and heavier. It stretched on even after the guy put it in, his face contorting with exaggerated pleasure as he started thrusting.
“Unh… ahh… oh, fuck… yeah.”
Christ, I felt like I was watching porn.
We were quiet as mice as the living room suddenly filled with the sounds of moaning, groaning and grunting. From the corner of my eye, I caught Aly furiously chewing her nail. I knew she was trying to brave through it but the second the guy started jiggling the hell out of the girl’s tits she popped up.