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“Just movies?” she eventually asks.
For now. “And cake. And popcorn.”
“You have popcorn?” Her hands clasp under her chin, and I can’t help smiling in response to her eagerness.
“I do.”
That seems to seal the deal.
“Okay, Cole Allemand. I will have a birthday movie marathon slumber party with you.”
Fuck yes. I’m the luckiest man. Moving to my dresser, I dig around in my drawers, coming out with a pair of basketball shorts and a T-shirt.
“These okay?”
“Mmhmm.” Summer accepts the clothes and retreats to the bathroom.
And I’m left with the knowledge that she’s stripping just one room over.
Calm down. It’s not stripping. She’s just changing clothes.
Changing intomyclothes. Her bare skin touching every inch of that fabric.
A groan threatens to give me away, but I bite down on my knuckle and fiddle with the remote to give myself something to do.
“Men’s clothes do not take hips into account. But I love these pockets. I could fit my whole life in these things.”
I turn at the sound of her voice, and take an involuntary step backwards.
If I thought dressing her in my baggy clothing was going to help with my lust, I was fucking kidding myself.
Summer is right. The shorts stretch tight over her shapely ass. Normally the tempting view would be covered by the T-shirt, but since she’s so determined to enjoy the pockets, she has the thing hiked up enough to show every bit. Even a tantalizing sliver of her belly.
I want to kneel in front of her and press my mouth to that slim stretch of exposed skin.
“You’re not wearing jeans to a slumber party, are you?” Summer lets the shirt fall, allowing my brain to focus on her words.
I wonder if she just wants me to be comfortable or if there’s an underlying motivation to her suggesting I change. Instead of answering, I revisit my drawers, pulling out another pair of shorts as well as a tank top.
What would she do if I told her I normally sleep in briefs?
Would this slumber party devolve into an underwear pillow fight?
I wouldn’t complain.
“Be right back.”
After changing, I duck into the kitchen and microwave a bag of popcorn, trying to focus on the task at hand rather than the fact that the sexy librarian I’ve been lusting after for months is spending the night.
I’ve been with plenty of people. This isn’t any different.
Except that it is. Summer is different somehow. Maybe it’s because even if we were going to have sex tonight, I know I’d still show up to the library hoping she’d come over to my table to talk to me. I want her to say yes to more than one night.
I want her to say yes to long-term with me.
But for now, I’ll bribe her with popcorn and cute cats.
Making my way back to my bedroom, I could swear I hear her humming “Jingle Bells.”
