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I nod, laughing at him. “With great dick comes great responsibility.”
“You going to change your phone background?”
“Do you want me to?”
“Yeah, but not until you’re ready.”
“No time like the present, I guess.”
Leaning forward, I pick up my phone from the coffee table and start swiping through photos. I’m not sure when it happened, but just about every other photo is of me and Jameson. I never think twice before saving the photos he always sends me. Now my phone is fifty percent Jameson and me, twenty-five percent Violet and Apple, and twenty-five percent the shop.
“There’s a lot to choose from. You take a lot of pictures of us, kid. But they’re all of both of us,” I mumble, as I swipe through.
I know exactly the one I’m looking for. The one I took of just him. Smiling when I find it, I set my background with a couple of taps.
“Can I see?” Jameson asks, holding out his hand. Not grabbing or taking. But asking, and seeing if I’ll give it to him.
“Sure.” When I pass him the phone, his warm fingers drag against mine. That will never stop giving me a thrill.
“When did you take this?” he asks softly, staring down at the picture of him asleep in my bed, naked, with one leg out to the side bent at the hip, a strategically placed sheet over his dick, and his arm over his head.
“A while ago.”
Jameson’s grinning at me. “Shit, Lemon. Who knew you were such a creeper? You’ve been taking pictures of me while I’m sleeping?”
“Maybe one or two. I like this one. You look all cute and rumpled. And the way the sheet is… I can see your V-muscles.”
“You like seeing that, huh?”
I let out a breath that’s practically a groan. “You have no idea.”
Jameson swallows, and his throat muscles work overtime. “Why don’t you tell me?”
“Every time I so much as see those V-muscles, I want to bite them. And then I want to lick my way down to your dick.”
“And then?”
“Then I want to take your hard cock in my mouth and suck on it like an orange popsicle until you cream on my tongue.”
Jameson’s breathing is hard now. “Exactly how often do you think about this, Lemon?”
“Every single time I see your V-muscles. Every. Single. Time. Every time your shirt pulls up just a little. Every time you shower. Every time you get dressed or undressed. If I can see those V-muscles, then that’s what I’m thinking about. Just for future reference.”
His eyes go from wide to hooded. “Noted.”
“So, how do you think we should tell people?”
“My vote’s for making out in the middle of town. It’s probably the fastest way, and we’ll have the most fun doing it.”
Biting my cheek, I nod at him. “That is one way to do it. Any other suggestions?”
“I guess we could just tell them. Definitely sounds less fun, though.”
“I should probably talk to Jacks first. Or do you want to? He’s your brother.”
“You go ahead.”
“And I need to tell Gunnar.”
