Caleb
Ohhh, so now who's the creepy one?
I take it you liked what you heard?
I start typing, then delete it. I start and stop again a couple more times, unsure of how to respond to this. Do I admit that I did, and that it was making it impossible not to jerk off over here? Or do I play it safe and act like it didn’t faze me at all because they’re entitled to theiralone time?
Caleb
That’s an awful lot of bubbles popping up and disappearing, Antonucci…
Me
Shut up.
Oh, shit! No! Take it back. That was a dick statement to make to someone who is mute. Fuck!
Caleb
Sure. I’ll get right on that. “Hold my beer and watch this.” - Aaron’s ski pole. *eye roll emoji*
Me
I'm sorry! I didn't mean it like that.Fuckin' hell.
Caleb
I'm kidding, Marcus.
Me
Was still a douchey thing to say. You know I’d do anything for you to get your voice back, even if it was just so you could give me more of your shit.
Caleb
You’re just upset that you don’t get to hear me dirty talking to you anymore, admit it…
Me
Yeah. I won't lie to you. It's a damn shame.
Caleb
Does your tent have one of those clear, plasticky pockets up near the peak for a light or something?
Me
Yeah…?
Caleb
Accept this video chat and then slip your phone up there.
Incoming call from Caleb Wilmot
Fuck, I need to remember to change his name to Dupris now. I don’t have time to do it before I accept the call, however. When the video relay pulls up, Caleb’s naked upper body fills the screen. Lauren must be holding his phone for him. I do as he asks, slipping my phone into the pocket, and then I lay back, making sure I’m in the shot.
“Is this what you wanted?” I sign, quirking a brow up at him.
