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“Dammit,” I mutter.
The pull chain re-attaches easily, but I have no idea how she got her bra attached and I would not even want to try to figure that out.
So of course, I do the weirdest thing possible. I tuck her slightly damp bra under my pillow and hold it while I go to sleep.
Chapter 11
Penny
Thank goodness Joshua decided to do some early morning fishing before our day trip. He says he’ll be back by eight a.m., so I have the entire cabin to myself for a few hours. I miss my usual ritual of moisturizing and air drying after my shower, so I take full advantage of alone time.
I putter around in the kitchen preparing breakfast and coffee, smiling to myself at the thought of knowing Josh is going to drink coffee that I made while stark naked in the kitchen.
While the coffee machine is running, I turn around to fetch the cream out of the refrigerator and a cup. When I turn around, I come face to face with Josh.
“Whoa, Nelly!”
He averts his gaze and throws up a hand to block the sight of me. At the same moment, I scream and grab the only thing near me, which is an apron hanging on a hook. I quickly fix it in place.
“Cover yourself!” Josh shouts.
“I’m covered! What are you doing here? I thought you were going fishing!”
He lowers his hand and looks over at me, his face changing from red to almost purple.
His hand flies back up to block his eyes. “I was, but the fish weren’t biting so I thought I’d come back and see if you wanted to get started earlier.”
“Oh,” I say. I look down at myself. “What’s wrong? I covered up.”
He gives up and turns his back to me. “Uhh, I don’t know how to explain that an apron over top of your naked body is somehow worse.”
“Worse?”
“That’s not what I meant. I mean like…ah shit, don’t make me say it. Can you just go get some clothes please?”
“Joshua, all the important bits are covered…”
He interrupts by blurting out, “It’s the side boob. So much side boob. Can you please…?”
I look down again and finally see what he sees. “Oh. Sorry,” I breathe, flitting off to my room and slamming the door.
Changing into my outfit for the day, a sense of shame overtakes me. I don’t think I can face him. What he must think of me.
Chapter 12
Joshua
What she would think of me if she knew what I did last night, the mind cringes.
I spent half the night comparing the cup size of her bra with the width of my hand, imagining how much of her soft skin would fit and how much would overflow. I imagined what color her nipples would be. The size of her areolas. I’d been wrong on both counts. They’re larger and darker than I imagined.
How can I tell her that by putting on an apron over her naked body
is about ten times sexier than flat-out naked, because the side boob brought to mind other things, specifically how many of my sausage fingers would fit lengthwise in the under-boob area? The answer is two fingers. I thought her cleavage was wonderful. But her side boob and under-boob are lethal.
I’m not sure how long I’ve stood here pitching a tent in the kitchen, waiting for her to get dressed. Thinking about her boobs makes me lose track of time.
While I wait, I fill up two travel cups with coffee for the road.
