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“It was great after seeing you,” Samuel says.
Nathan drops his pants and carefully hangs them on a hanger. I can see every muscle in his thick thighs. “Same.” I frown.
Jeez.
“Where do you want to go on our first date?”
Nathan drops his black boxer briefs and then turns. I get a full frontal view. He’s hung and rippled with muscles. His pubic hair is short and well-kept. Fucking hell, my stomach clenches. He walks back up the hall to the bathroom. When he glances up, our eyes lock.
The air leaves my lungs, but he doesn’t flinch. It’s as if he wants me to look.
He wants me to see why he thinks my vibrator is pathetic…
Holy mother of God. What kind of a dick is that?
6
Eliza
“Are you there, Eliza?” Samuel interrupts my little peep show.
I frown, flustered, and I spin toward the kitchen. “Yes, sorry. I’m easy.” I splutter. Oh God, don’t say that. “I’m not… easy, easy. I mean I’m easily pleased.”
Oh fuck, shut up. You’re wrecking it.
I put my hand over my eyes.
“I know what you mean.” He laughs. “How about this weekend?”
Um, I don’t want a night time thing. It’s a bit too… date-ish.
Isn’t that the point, you idiot? Oh hell, this is a disaster.
“I can’t this weekend, I’m fully booked. I could do lunch, though.” I hear Nathan’s shower turn on, and I relax a little, knowing that he can’t hear me.
“Do you want to have lunch on Thursday?”
“I’m working.”
“So am I. We can grab a quick bite in the cafeteria. I mean, I know it’s not much of a first date but at least I get to see you.”
I smile, he seems eager. “That sounds great.”
“I’ll call you Thursday morning to arrange a time.”
“Okay.” I run my finger along the kitchen counter. It feels good to talk to someone.
“You’ve made my night by calling.”
I smile bashfully. “Mine, too.” I glance up to see Nathan standing in front of me with a towel around his waist. He raises his eyebrow in question.
“Who’s that?” Nathan mouths.
“Okay, I’ll talk to you later then. Goodbye.” I hang up in a rush. “What are you doing?” I snap.
“Asking you where my shampoo is.” He frowns. “What are you doing?”
I turn my back to him and fill my wine, but I’m so flustered it sloshes over the sides of the glass. “Your shampoo is in my gym bag. I ran out… and I was arranging lunch.”
