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My face is red, I know. I was honestly about to tell him to really send one (you know, proof and all), but now I’m not sure I can. Not with his aunt commenting like that. Instead, I’ll just slip into bed and die of mortification. That sounds like a much better idea.
I follow behind, making sure the garage door is closed and everything is locked up. Orval left the light on over the sink so we can see as we make our way through the mudroom and into my new kitchen.
“Tomorrow I’ll help you put away the rest of the stuff in those boxes,” Emma says, nodding to the stack.
“I still have to go through some of them. I did a lot of it when I boxed it up before the construction, but I don’t want to keep things just for the sake of keeping, you know?”
“Oh, don’t I know it, dear,” she says, shuffling with determination through the kitchen and dining room and toward the foyer where the grand staircase is. “Besides, I’m anxious to see those hottie construction workers before they’re finished completely and close up shop,” she adds.
I can’t help but smile. I’m learning quickly that Emma is a hoot. My mother would die a thousand deaths if she were ever to meet this woman. She’s blunt and talks about sex, something I was always told should never be discussed. Ever. A lady never tells, she’s say.
We wave goodbye at the top of the stairs, and I can’t help but notice the little extra bounce in her step as she approaches the doorway to the guest room they’re using. A smile plays on my lips. I hope I’m half as spry as she is when I’m nearing her age.
Inside the master bedroom, I set my stuff down and reach for my phone. I notice a few messages from Jensen, but decide to get ready for bed before I answer him. I make quick work of washing my face and getting into my pajamas, the bag with my new items staring at me from the reading nook. Saturday night, I’ll definitely wear one of them…
Climbing into bed, I finally unlock my phone and glance at his messages.
Jensen: Are you there?
Jensen: Where’d you go?
Jensen: Seriously, Kate. Is everything OK?
Jensen: I’m starting to worry.
Jensen: I’m hoping you just passed out. Did you just pass out?
Jensen: Jesus, I think I’m coming out of my skin.
Shit. It’s been a solid twenty minutes since we were communicating. Knowing Jensen he could be halfway here by now to check on me.
Me: I’m OK. I was talking to your aunt, who’s quite the character. I’m in bed now.
Jensen: Fuck. Don’t do that to me. I was ready to start calling the hospitals.
Me: I’m sorry!
Jensen: It’s OK. *takes deep breath* Now I know you’re not wrecked into a ditch somewhere, let’s get back to discussing the fact you bought some lingerie tonight.
Me: I did. If you’re good, maybe I’ll show you Saturday night, if our date night is still on.
I bite my lip and wait for his reply. I’ve never been forward, but with this man, I’ve always felt comfortable stepping out of the box.
Jensen: Oh, I’m very fucking good, Butterfly. I can’t wait to see what surprises you have beneath your clothes.
My body is on fire. There’s a slow burn creeping up my thighs and landing in the apex of my legs. I’m wet, anxious, and so very ready. If only he were here to help alleviate the ache. Before I realize what’s happening, my hand is sliding beneath the elastic of my sleep shorts and into my panties. As expected, they’re completely soaked.
Jensen: Are you touching yourself, Kate?
My fingers slide through my folds, my clit already hard. I should reply, but I can’t seem to do it one-handed. My mind conjures up images of Jensen’s hands, his mouth, and his cock. I slide a finger inside my body, followed quickly by a second. I feel the stretch, that glorious burn all the way down to my toes.
The ringing of the cell phone in my hand has me pausing. Jensen’s name is at the bottom of the screen, letting me know it’s a video call. My hand is a little shaky as I adjust the phone and click accept. His face instantly fills the screen, his head resting in the middle of his pillow.
“Butterfly, why didn’t you answer me?”
I bite my lip again. “I was a little busy,” I reply boldly.
His eyes flare with desire. “Show me.”
