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“Maybe I will. Get to work. I have my own stuff to do.” She turns her attention to her things, and so do I.
With renewed energy, I focus on getting these papers done. Once I finish the fourth page, Eva is finished with her homework. I give her a pointed look with a raised eyebrow. She removes her t-shirt next, revealing a lacy bra that steals my breath.
Eva laughs softly and pats my cheek. “Focus, Emerson. I still have three things to remove.”
“You're not helping.”
She grins. “That's the point.” Eva leans over to kiss me. She could seduce me with just her mouth. Hell, she's halfway there already. As I'm about to grab her hips, she pulls away. “Keep writing.”
I dramatically huff, but get to work. “How was your day?” I ask.
“Good. A guy came into work today and flirted with me.”
“That's nothing new.”
“I know, but...”
I glance over at her. “But what?”
She looks uncomfortable, and her being shirtless doesn't help. “Usually, they're nice and friendly about it. Harmless, you know. This guy was really creepy. He was overly suggestive and he hung around for a while after he was done. I don't know. He gave me a bad feeling. How was your day?”
I wonder if I should press for more, but decide against it. “It was good. I'm ready for fall break next month. I don't know why though because I'll still work. Maybe I'll take off and visit my parents. Ever since we went down there, Mom mentions me visiting every time we talk. She tells me I can bring you too if I want, which is her way of adding incentive.” Shit. I wrote incentive instead of what I meant to write. Talking and typing can be problematic.
“Would you want me to go with you?”
“Would you want to go?” I wouldn't mind if Eva went with me. I would be able to spend time with her and my parents. Plus, my parents could get to know her better.
“Of course. Your parents are great.”
I smile. “We'll work something out then. Take off your jeans, Eva.” Another two pages are down, four more to go. I turn on the stool as she hops off and shimmies out of her jeans. Damn, matching panties. My eyes are glued to her body as she stands with her hands on her hips. Once I'm done admiring her for the moment, I turn back to my laptop. I need four more pages done like yesterday.
Eva reclaims her seat and I try to focus on my laptop screen and not my nearly naked girlfriend. When I finish my next two pages, not only does she remove her bra, but she moves to straddle my lap. She rests her head on my shoulder and keeps her body mostly out of the way, so I can still type. Her body is wrapped around me, her bare breasts pressed against my chest, and her sweet perfume is all I can smell. God, she's going to kill me.
She starts kissing my neck and I'm one kiss away from taking her to the bedroom and coming back later to finish my paper. When she gives me another kiss, my hands go to cup her bottom. I can't stand it any longer.
“Don't even think about it,” she says before I can stand. Her blue eyes are bright and slightly evil. “The last piece of clothing isn't coming off or being moved in any way until you're done. Consider it off limits.”
I groan. “Come on. I can finish it later.” My lips press to hers because if she says no, then I need something to help tide me over. Only, kissing Eva once makes me want to kiss her again and again.
“Paper and then me,” she breathes as I pull away.
“Fine.”
“Pouting isn't attractive, Emerson,” she laughs. Eva rests her head on my shoulder and I reluctantly get back to my paper. “How do you define clingy?”
Her question catches me off guard. “What? Why?”
“Catherine thinks her boyfriend is clingy. I'm curious with how you would define it.”
“I guess clingy would be someone who didn't know when to give you space.”
“Good answer.”
“Could there be a bad answer?” I ask and she chuckles.
“I don't think so, but you never know.”
A long twenty minutes later, I'm finished with my second paper. “I'm done,” I tell her.
