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No, I’m pretty sure I’m still frustrated in that department, but I don’t mind all that much. I’d rather take it slow with her than rush things, especially while hammered.
Speaking of erections, this one’s raging. I’m so hard that my undies feel tight and…wait a minute.
More details come into focus. I seem to recall a conversation about underwear and…
I peek under the blanket and get a shock.
I consider whether to make a mad dash for my jeans and sort out the underwear situation later when Caroline rolls over and stretches, yawning.
“Good morning,” she murmurs, one eye open.
“Morning, Caroline.”
Her sleepy smile warms my heart.
“Last night was fun,” she says.
“We should probably talk about that,” I say.
“You’re not going to tell me it was a mistake, are you?”
Is that what she thinks? “No! Unless I did something inappropriate. We were pretty stupidly playing with fire last night. I didn’t scare you or make you uncomfortable, did I?”
She laughs. “You were more wasted than I was, and I can clearly say we did not have sex. We kissed a lot. A lot-a lot.”
“The best part of my visit so far.”
She beams at me. “Good. I’d like to do more of that today.”
I would very much like to start that right now, knowing that tomorrow, she leaves for LA for a book signing and then plans on staying there for a month in an Airbnb, or until she straightens out her housing situation.
“Can you explain why I’m wearing women’s underwear?”
Caroline blinks at me for several seconds, then I see realization dawn on her pretty face. She claps a hand over her mouth and rolls on her back. “Oh my god, you put on my undies last night because…because I guess drunken reasoning dictated that made more sense? Somehow?”
Note to self: The two of us are not the most logical people when under the influence.
“I’m so sorry,” I say.
“Don’t be sorry,” she giggles. “It was my idea. And for your information, you look hot in them.”
Heat sweeps through me at the waggle of her eyebrows.
“I seem to recall someone saying these would be a deterrent to sex,” I say, more details dropping into my memory.
“Let’s just say the idea of your dick filling my panties is not a deterrent.”
“It’s not?”
She shakes her head no. “But I’m curious about something you said.”
Oh god, that could be anything. “What did I say to you, Caroline? Did I say something stupid?”
“Not exactly. You said I was a problem.’”
I did say that. I remember it now. “It doesn’t mean what you think it means,” I state.
“What do I think it means?” Caroline asks, rising up in bed and hugging her knees to her chest.
