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Brodie shook his head. “What do you mean?”

“I’m going to walk you through my condo; just watch.”

I proceeded to walk down the hallway and then into the living room, all the while aiming the phone at my walls.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were an obsessed fan,” Brodie quipped. “And you just noticed this now?”

“Yup. It honestly didn’t occur to me. I mean, I have pictures of all the musicians I’ve worked with.”

Brodie chuckled. “Yeah, but there’s like four of them and fifteen of me.”

“Exactly.”

“That first one you showed me, is that in your bedroom?”

I nodded. “Right across from my bed.”

“You dirty dog, Van. You’ve been jerking off to me all this time!”

I laughed out loud. “Apparently so.”

I hadn’t felt this light in ages.

“That is the hottest thing ever.”

“You say that about everything,” I teased.

“Only when it comes to you, and I can’t help it.”

“Well, now that I’ve entertained you, I have to go. I’ve got laundry—”

“I bet you do. Those sheets must be filthy.”

“Brodie—”

“I’d say think of me tonight when you’re in bed, but that’s a given. Wait until I tell the guys.”

“No, and I’m hanging up now.”

“Hold on. Did you hear what I said earlier?”

“I did, but how can I miss you when you’re right here in my bedroom? And my living room, and my hallway—”

He pursed his lips and blew a raspberry. “Smart ass.”

“I guess you’re rubbing off on me.”

“I will be tomorrow.”

Just the thought had my cock chubbing up. “And yes, I miss you too. I’m about to crawl the walls.”

“But only the ones with my picture on it,” Brodie chuckled.

A loud crash echoed in the background.

“What was that?” I asked.

“Bibi. She’s in my kitchen. She actually made me work today, Van. I had to sign merch for over three hours.”

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