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For the entire next day, I could barely concentrate. Normally, nothing can distract me once I slip into the zone, but today all I could think about was Grace's hot little body and all the things I wanted to do to her. It was driving me fucking crazy.
I left the gym a little early to give my house a once over. It was the first time Grace had been to my place, so I wanted to make a good impression. I'm not messy, but I'm also not the most social person, so my place usually isn't in a state to receive guests. Thankfully it didn't take long. I've always lived a pretty minimalist life. In the army, you don't have much beyond what you can carry on your back and I've continued that philosophy out of habit. It doesn't look fancy, but it makes cleaning a breeze.
As I looked over the Spartan furnishing of my living room — bare walls, dull carpet, just a television, a sofa and a coffee table for adornment — I tried to picture it through her eyes. It wasn't exactly the friendliest place. In fact it kind of had the look of one of those bare bones serial killer apartments from Law and Order. I briefly entertained the idea of ducking back out to buy a rug or something, but I had no idea what the fuck I'd be looking for. They didn't exactly teach interior decorating at the academy. She was just going to have to take me as I was.
About thirty minutes later, there was a knock at the door.
"Hey," she said.
"Hey yourself," I replied. Despite how casual our plans were, she'd clearly put some effort into dressing up. She was wearing a tight little red dress that clung everywhere and barely covered the top half of her thighs. It wasn't cut too low in the chest, but the slim shoulder straps also made it fairly clear she wasn't wearing a bra.
I swallowed hard. "You normally watch movies dressed like that?"
"You don't like it?" she asked coyly.
"I most definitely do like it. I'm just worried about how much watching is going to get done."
"I can restrain myself if you can." There was a mischievous glint in her eye. She knew what she was doing to me. I'd made h
er wait, and now she was getting a little revenge. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
She held up a bag of chips, then turned on her side and popped her ass out. "As requested," she said, dragging out the "s" just a fraction longer.
It took a ridiculous amount of effort to keep my hands by my sides. That dress was in serious danger of ending up a shredded heap on the floor.
"Thanks," I replied, taking the chips and doing my best to keep my eyes on her face. "Come in."
Despite the fact that I stepped aside, she managed to brush up against me as she walked past. And just like that, I was hard. Did she want me to bend her over and fuck her in the doorway? Because that's where this was headed.
"Welcome to my humble home," I said.
"It's nice," she replied, scanning the room.
I shrugged. "I wouldn't go that far. It does the job."
"Hey, it's got a sofa, a TV and you." She smiled. "It'll do just fine." She headed toward the far doorway. "Of course I'll have to inspect the kitchen. That's where you learn all the real secrets about a person."
"You might be disappointed."
"No bodies in the freezer?" she called.
"Only a couple. Emergency corpses, you know?"
"Of course."
I followed her into the back to find her already riffling through my cupboards.
"Where's all your stuff?" she asked.
"You're looking at it."
She held up my lone saucepan. "One pan?"
"Why would you need more than one?"
"I can literally think of a million reasons."
