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I preferred real sex to masturbation and assumed his words would have no effect on me.
But I was dead wrong.
Getting him out of my head was impossible. And everytime I thought about him after that night, my entire body would tingle unbearably with the need to have him close.
And so, I did the only thing I could do to relieve my need. I touched myself. Again and again. So much that I forgot about everything else.
My cheeks heat up as I recall the images I conjured while masturbating. I imagined him charging into my room and touching himself while he watched me, and then brushing my fingers aside and finishing the job himself.
Even right now, I’m trying to ignore an image that’s just popped in my head, one of Alex coming in here, lifting my dress and—
Shut it, I scream at myself.
Right now, it’s time to get back to my real life. One where I stop my dad from matchmaking me with the narcissist I’m stuck with for the next few hours.
It will be important to get Alex and me into another situation where we can get a suggestive photo taken. This time, maybe I can hire someone and get the pictures to Andy Furman myself. The faster I do that, the faster I can get out of ever hearing Theo talk to me again.
Splashing some water on my face wakes me up. When I slip back out of the bathroom and to my seat, I don’t draw any attention. Luckily, Theo is immersed in a show on the screen in front of his seat.
“Great,” he announces the moment I sit down. “Thought we could watch this together.”
Can’t wait.
AlthoughGame of Thronesis not my jam, it’s way better than him harping on about NFTs and sports cars. If there ever was a more tiresome man, I haven’t met him. With dread, my brain registers that Theo’s wish for us to watch a show together is a precursor to him asking me on a date.
“Sure,” I grind out, settling back in my seat andwondering whether my plan is foolproof enough. I’m not going to get a lot of chances to get sexy with Alex, but then, maybe I can convince him to slip away from his teammates. The mere idea of Alex sends my spirits soaring. If I could only get rid of Theodore.
I hate to admit this, but I’m actually starting to look forward to being around Alex. And not just for my plan.
Being with him reminds me that a life of adventure and fun is possible for me. And I haven’t even gotten out of Philly yet.
I close my eyes for a moment and go over every single detail of my plan to seduce Alex, ignoring the jitters that shoot up my spine. The team’s next game is in two days, and I would hate to distract him before it. Maybe I can find a way to get him to meet up after the game. I open my eyes and stare at the back of Alex’s head, conjuring up possible explanations for my request. He is a lot smarter than I expected him to be. So far, he hasn’t been easy to manipulate at all.
“Should have said this before,” Theo interrupts my daydream. “But I admire what you’re doing for him.”
I jump, realizing that Theo just caught me staring at Alex. “Um . . .” I mumble, not needing to pretend to stutter. I’m more embarrassed than I’ve been all day.
“You’re a good friend,” he says. “Sticking up for him and being his fake girlfriend and all.”
I heave a sigh of relief. “Sure.” I’m grateful he’d come to that conclusion.
“I can see why my pops digs you.”
I force a smile in his direction, not wanting to let him see that I’ve gotten all the confirmation I needed.
Pops digs you.
There’s no way in hell I would come up in any random conversation between the Furmans. I was right. My fatherhad made yet another move, convincing Theodore to strike up a friendship with me.
I hold my sour grin until he turns his gaze back to the screen. Then I shut my eyes, trying to pick up my train of thought. But a babble of coquettish laughter floats over and forces my eyes open.
An air hostess is standing in the aisle a few feet away from me, her head bent over someone.
My breath hitches. She’s staring down at Alex, who is looking up at her, amusement in his brown eyes.
Looking away would be the healthiest thing to do, but I can’t bring myself to do it.
Alex murmurs something I can’t quite make out. The hostess starts to giggle, and I see that even Blake, who’s seated beside Alex, looks completely smitten. The hostess bends slightly, and I watch Alex lean closer to her as she whispers in his ear.
