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As soon as we’re inside, they race down the hall, and I pull out my phone to order a pizza. They’re only going to be content on the toilet issue for so long, then they’ll be back on me for food. Unsure of what either girl prefers on their pizza, I order one with just cheese and the rest loaded with just about every topping available.
Sitting on the couch once the order’s placed, I get a little worried. It’s awfully quiet in the back part of the apartment. Of all the things the girls have been since they got their first drink, quiet isn’t one of them. Wanting to check on them without being overbearing, I tiptoe down the hall and peek inside Aubrey’s room, noticing their clothes are scattered across the floor. I can’t help the thoughts that enter my mind when I hear the shower running. This could be a dream come fucking true. Two hot chicks in a shower … naked … together? Yeah, I’m checking. I can’t help it.
Slowly pushing open the bathroom door, the girls are sitting in the bathtub, letting the shower rain down upon them. And they’re not even naked—each of them wearing their bra and underwear.
“What the hell is going on?” I laugh.
“We’re in a rainforest, dummy. What’s it look like?” Jacey says defensively.
“I like the rainforest. It’s really pretty and the rain feels amazing,” Aubrey adds.
“You know you’re in a tub, right?” I ask, worried I should take them to the hospital or something. Hallucinations aren’t usually a thing when I drink.
“Aubs, tell this Dancing Drew to mind his own business.”
“Dancing Drew, mind your business,” Aubrey mimics like a parrot.
“Okay. Not my circus, not my monkeys.” Slowly stepping out of the bathroom, my hopes and dreams of hot, naked chicks in a shower completely busted, I walk down to the closet for some towels for the girls. Hopefully before the food comes, they’ll want to leave the rainforest and join the rest of us in Oz for something to eat. Hopefully…
Thinking a shower’s in order for myself, too, I call downstairs to let the doorman know I’m expecting someone and to let him up when he arrives.
“This is Drew Ditner from Max Rosewood’s apartment. I’m expecting someone shortly. Can you send them up when they get here, please?”
“Thanks, Mr. Ditner. I’ll be sure to do that.”
I have a long shower, my mind on Aubrey as I lean against the shower wall and let the hot water run down my back. I feel like I’m learning something new about her every day, and she never stops amazing me. How can this chick I’ve known all my life be so full of surprises? And so fucking hot.
I lather my body with what I’m guessing is Aub’s body wash, judging by the smell. My hand moves south and wraps around my cock. Thinking about her has me hard as fuck, and I slowly work my fist up and down my length. I groan, imagining for a second that she’s in here with me and I’m pressing my dick against her curvy arse.
Keeping my voice low, as to not interrupt the girls in their rainforest, I continue to stroke myself, all thoughts on Aubrey. My head’s consumed with the way she feels wrapped around my cock, her body convulsing around me, her legs wrapped around my back, her nails scratching, her teeth nipping… As the erection becomes painful, I come all over the tiled wall of the shower.
Feeling like a million bucks, I stop back in Aubrey’s room after I get dressed and tell the girls their field trip is over and food will be here in a little while. No sooner, someone knocks on the door and I grab my wallet from the sofa to meet the delivery man.
“Sorry, man. What do I owe you?” I ask, searching through my wallet for the appropriate bills. He doesn’t answer, so I look up and realise he’s not holding any boxes.
“Oh, shit. I thought you were the pizza guy. Can I help you?”
“Yeah, I was looking for Aubrey Rosewood. Is this her place?” he responds, and I look at him quizzically. Aubrey and Emma didn’t really have any guy friends when they were younger, nor does this man have an Australian accent. American? Who would be coming to see her from the States?
“She’s here. Yes.”
“You must be Max, right? You look really well for being ill. I’m glad you’re doing better.” The guy smiles. He’s so friendly, I can’t help but smile back. I take his outstretched hand and shake it.
“No. I’m not Max, he’s still in hospital. Want me to tell him you came by?” Maybe a friend Max made when visiting Aubrey overseas? But why would he ask for Aubs? None of this is making sense.
“If you’re not Max, but you’re in Max’s apartment, who are you?” he asks, his smile faltering a little as he seems as bewildered as I do. At least none of us know what the hell’s going on.
“I’m Drew, a friend of the Rosewoods.”
“Okay, hey, Drew. I’m Nate and I’m just looking for my girlfriend. You said Aubrey’s here, right?”
“Is Jacey your girlfriend? She’s here, too.”
“No, Jacey got lost at the airport. I’m glad she made it, but I said I was looking for my girlfriend. Aubrey Rosewood. Actually, I’m hoping by the end of the night, she’ll be my fiancée.” He puffs up his chest, obviously intimidated.
“Sure. Let me get her.” My words are cold and uninviting. He takes the hint and waits in the hall.
Walking back to Aubrey’s room, I open the door quickly and her smiling, happy face soon changes when she sees the way I’m looking at her.
