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Next, I check under her bed. It’s a struggle to even lower myself down onto the ground. The floor is so clean under here I don’t have to waste my energy venturing underneath it. Other than a shoe box of photos from her childhood, there’s nothing interesting.
Once I manage to get back up, I sit on the bed to catch my breath. So far, I’ve found nothing. Not even dust balls. What kind of person doesn’t have dirt under their bed?
After a short break, I continue my search, determined to find something. I’ve got my hands on her underwear drawer before I start to hesitate. Is it wrong to look in here? Knowing Lara, she won’t have anything but white cotton knickers.
I tap my fingers against the wood, trying to decide if this is too much. Then I open the drawer. I come face to face with white cotton pants, just as I expected. “God, Lara. You need to learn to live a little,” I mutter to myself.
“What are you doing?” Lara’s voice breaks through my thoughts.
I jolt back, losing my balance and falling onto the bed. “You scared me half to death.”
She moves across the room and looks into the drawer. Her hands search through the fabric until she finds whatever she was looking for.
“What were you looking for? If you need socks, they’re not in here.” She closes the drawer but not my suspicion of her hiding something. She doesn’t know how much I need this dirt today. Is it a black thong or crotchless underwear she’s hiding?
“Do you have money in the drawer or something? You know I wouldn’t have taken anything.” I frown but secretly hope it’s not cash she’s stowing away. I’m not sure why my mind jumped straight to her thinking I’m a thief, but it’s better than discussing how unimpressed I am with her plain white underwear. I’ll save that comment for later when I want to wind her up.
She narrows her eyes at me, taking her time before she speaks. “I didn’t think you’d steal from me. Don’t be crazy.”
“Then what’s the problem? Maybe I wanted to borrow some knickers.”
She puts her hands over her eyes for a second. I’m guessing she doesn’t believe my lie.Who would?I have a suitcase of things on top of the other dresser. What could possibly have her acting so cagey?
“Look, I’m not sure what you were doing, but I can’t talk about this with you. If you’ve forgotten yours… you can borrow mine. Just don’t tell me about it.”
Well, that made no sense at all, but by the way she’s turning red, I think I just found her darker side. My intention was to find something to tease her about, but the way she’s acting tells me I’ve embarrassed the life out of her, so I drop it. “What are you doing home so early?”
“I came to check on you before I go back to do the evening feed. The kittens need lots of food at the moment, so I don’t have long.” She rubs her forehead a few times.
“I’m fine. A little bored, but mainly okay. My boss is going to hold off sending anyone else to the volcanoes, so all I have to do is worry about getting better.” I keep my tone casual, hoping Lara will chill out. It’s not like she caught me smelling her underwear.
“That’s great news.” She moves over to the bed and helps me straighten up from the slump I’ve gotten into. “I could bring you a little kitten or a magazine if that would help occupy your time.”
“Like I said, I’ll be fine. I have my laptop, food, and water. I just need to figure out what will pass the time.” I fluff a pillow, pretending to get comfortable while trying not to glance at the drawer.
“I’m going to make a drink to have with my lunch. Are you ready to eat? Do you want some blackcurrant juice?” It’s after twelve, but I haven’t touched the pack she brought me.
“Sure.”
She passes me the food she’d already prepared for me off the floor before going downstairs. Once I’m alone, I stare at the drawer like I’m going to miraculously gain X-ray vision. Desire to break it open is burning an inferno in my mind. I’ve never been good at avoiding what I want. Luckily, Lara is only gone a short time. She comes back too quickly for me to have made a move towards it.
We sit on the bed and eat our lunch together. I try not to make any crumbs knowing how clean this room is. There’s an awkward tension in the air. Whatever’s in that drawer created it, and I look everywhere except at it. Lara doesn’t linger when she’s done eating. We say our goodbyes before she has to return to work.
Once alone, I can’t help myself. I get out of the bed and wander over to the drawer. Inside, all I can see is the fabric. Like Lara did, I slide my hands underneath the underwear and begin to dig around. It’s like having my arms in a bed of feathers. Everything is so soft.
Eventually, my hand finds a rubber ball-like object, and I pull it out. It’s pink and looks like a rose. My eyebrows knit together because I have no idea what this is. The room is full of flowery things, so why is this one hidden?
I take it back across to the bed so I’m not balancing on the pot I have on my leg and sit down. I roll the object around, examining it from every angle. There’s a tiny button on the side of the strange flower, and I press it.
The whole thing starts to pulse, and I put my finger over the hole at the top which starts to suck on me. My eyebrows shoot up.
Oh, my.
Is this what I think it is? Reaching for my phone, I Googlerosevibratorand find the little sucker. After reading a few reviews, I come to the conclusion Lara’s halo isn’t so straight after all. If the people on these sites are telling the truth, this gadget is the work of a sinner. I put down my phone and stare at the toy. It’s hard not to imagine my friend lying in this bed letting this vibrator do the work. Now I understand why she isn’t interested in finding a one-night stand. My thoughts drift to a darker place. I get a visual of her spreading her legs. There’s a tingle starting between my own legs and I clench them shut.
Woah. Where the hell did that come from?
Feeling spooked, I shuffle off the bed and put the sex toy back where it belongs before finding a re-run ofFriendsto remind myself what my union with Lara is all about. Platonic good times.
