Room 452

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.”