My car pulls up to my place, and I put my phone back down and head inside. I rip my bra off the moment I walk in the house. I need a shower. I feel disgusting. I haven’t even brushed my teeth yet.
I grab a towel and head straight to the bathroom. I’m brushing my teeth when my phone dings again. I know it shouldn’t make my heart race, but I have no control over the way my body reacts. He fucking excites me, and it annoys the shit out of me.
Fuckface: There are no other options. Don’t pretend you would have been satisfied with anyone else.
Ugh! This man!
I spit in the sink and then start removing my clothes for my shower with my phone in my hand.
Me: Satisfied? I’d hardly call last night satisfying. Getting kicked out of a bar and then waking up with pain in my neck and back from sleeping uncomfortably. I haven’t even had the chance to scrub your filth off of me yet.
While I pull my shirt over my head, I get a whiff of Sawyer’s scent. He’s even seeped his way into my clothes. I guess it makes sense since he was pressed up against me all night long.
Fuckface: By all means, scrub all the filth from last night off.
Me: Don’t worry. I am. So you can leave me alone now.
Fuckface: If you wanted me to leave you alone, you wouldn’t have told me you were naked.
Me: I never said I was.
Fuckface: Are you?
I pause to think before I respond. If I try to hide it, it will only encourage him more.
Me: Yes.
Fuckface: Are you going to show me?
Me: No.
Fuckface: Will you touch yourself?
Me: Well yeah, it’s a shower. How else am I going to get clean?
Fuckface: Smartass.
I find myself grinning like a stupid idiot again. I put my phone back on the counter before I spend all day standing naked texting this asshole and get in the shower. After I’m done, I grab my towel and my phone starts ringing.
I pick up without looking who it is, thinking it’s Sawyer. “What do you want?” I ask, sounding annoyed.
Except it’s not Sawyer’s voice on the other end. “Well hello to you too Sweetie.”
I cringe in embarrassment. “Sorry dad. I thought you were someone else.”
He laughs. “With that tone, it had to either be an enemy or a lover.”
I let out a long breath. Oh how right he is. He continues. “You got a new man I need to know about?”
Oh God! He can never find out I slept with Sawyer. He’d never forgive me. I clear my throat. “What’s up?” I ask, ignoring his question all together.
He doesn't press the issue. “I wanted to see what you were up to today. I was going to stop by the caterers today and pick out the side dishes for next week.”
“Next week?” I ask.
He laughs. “You forgot about our annual company party again?”
I squeeze my eyes shut. “Apparently.”