Page 46 of Next Time We'll Fall
But I can’t stop staring at his golden-tan chest. He is muscular, with a six-pack, and I lick my lips.
“Like what you see? Have I made you hungry?”
“Oh my gosh, do you know how you sound? You sound like an idiot.”
“My bad,” he says, laughing. “You want to take your top off now too?”
“Nope,” I say quickly.
“You like what you see.”
He looks pretty pleased with himself, and I scoff.
“I mean, you’re okay. I’ve seen better.”
“Of course you have,” he says.
Then, before I know what’s happening, he’s pulling his pants down, and now he’s just standing there in black briefs that leave nothing to the imagination. I can see the outline of his cock through the thin material, and my eyes don’t know where to look.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m getting ready for bed. I mean, it’s hot, and I would like to be comfortable. You’re lucky.”
“What do you mean, I’m lucky?”
“I normally sleep in the nude,” he says, winking.
I just stare at him.
“Okay. And I’m being respectful of you by sleeping in my briefs.”
“Okay, wow.”
“I mean, unless you want me to sleep au naturel, I really don’t care.”
“It really makes no difference to me whether you’re naked or not,” I lie through my teeth because obviously I don’t want him to be naked.
I do not want to see Rafe’s cock.
Okay, that’s a huge lie.
I want to see it badly. I want to touch it. I want to kiss it. I want to feel it in many different parts of my body, but there’s no way I’m going to let him know that, and there’s no way I’m going to let that happen.
While eighteen-year-old me would be dying in this moment, the me of present day is trying to keep it together.
“What are you doing?” I say quickly as I see his fingers reach the elastic of his waistband.
“You said you didn’t care.”
“So, I thought you would keep your briefs on,” I say quickly.
“Okay.” He grins. “I thought you didn’t care, so I was just going to make myself comfortable, but if it’s a big deal to you, of course, I won’t.”
“Really?”
I just stare at him, and he smiles.
“Really.”
