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“You know you are.”
“You said I’m not your type.”
“You’re not.”
“But you think I’m extremely good looking.”
“Objectively.”
Auggie looks at me quizzically.
“Okay, to be fair, from about ages eleven to fourteen, every square inch of my bedroom walls were covered in boy-band posters that looked just like you. So, there was a time when I admit you were the epitome of my type. But over the years, I started gravitating to dating only ugly-hot men.”
Auggie chuckles. “Ugly-hot?”
“Men who’d consider me out of their league.”
“I’dconsider you out of my league.”
I snort. “Oh, come on.”
“It’s true.”
“You smiled at me at Captain’s. Clearly, you thought I was very much in your league.”
“I told you. I thought maybe you were someone I used to know. I wouldn’t have had the courage to smile at you like that, otherwise.”
“You can’t be serious.”
Auggie shrugs. “I’m shy. It takes me a while to come out of my shell. I’m not the guy who’s ever gonna hit on a woman in a bar.”
My heart and clit are pounding in equal measure. He’s absolutely adorable. And, man, did I have him all wrong. “Who did you think I might have been?”
“Kelly Gessler. My first big crush from summer camp at age fourteen. She starred in all my teenage wet dreams that summer. She was my first real kiss. My first handjob, too.She wasamazing.”
I laugh. “Did Kelly have red hair and freckles?”
“She sure did. And a big, sparkling personality, just like you, too.”
I bat my eyelashes. “Sounds like you’ve got a type, Mr. Vaughn.”
“Oh, I do, Miss McDougal.” He slides his big hands across my thigh, causing goosebumps to erupt across my skin. “And you’re it.”
I glance down and discover Auggie’s still sporting a gigantic boner underneath his sweats. One he’s not even trying to hide anymore.
“I really like you,” I eke out, my heart hammering against my sternum.
“I really like you, too.”
If this were a date, we’d kiss now. No doubt about it. But it’s not a date. And I’m not going to kiss him. And then fuck him. And make things even more confusing and exhausting than they already are.
I lean back sharply. “I didn’t have my first kiss until age seventeen. Before that, I had to settle for kissing the boy banders on my bedroom walls.”
“The truth comes out. I’m everything you’ve been dreaming about since age eleven.” He laughs. He’s making a joke. But I must admit, the words ring true.
I swallow hard. “Listen, Auggie, I feel like things could get confusing and messy, if we don’t talk about something. I think we should agree to hold off on doing anything physical together, unless we’re on-camera. Boners and orgasms are a finite thing, on a daily basis. We can’t afford to waste a single one of either.”
Auggie covers his crotch with his hand again. But it’s too late. I know he’s still hard under there. Turned on. Feeling every bit as swept away in this moment as I am.
