I’m so hot for her; I can’t think straight anymore.
Taylor knows I'm smitten, judging by the conversation we had in the cab.
Thank God we have some downtime for pre-season training.
We’ve been texting every day, but I know I need to have another sext with her before my trip. It may be shallow of me, but I’ve never done a long-distance thing before, and it’s turning me the fuck on. I need to see her. The sexting thing is hot, don’t get me wrong, but I reallylikethis woman. She’s funny, she’s cute, and she’s successful in her own right.
I find it hot that she’s a strong, assertive woman. She seems to know what she wants. And I freaking hope she wants to spend some time with me.
I make no bones about texting her; I’m serious about my impending visit. I want to gauge her reaction before I tell her I’ve booked the flight.
I feel like going to her workplace or apartment, but I don't want to seem like a stalker.
I get an immediate ping on my phone.
As soon as possible, Ash. I need to see you as soon as possible.
I love the way she calls me Ash. Many people do, but not the way she says it.
I’m hard just reading the message. I need to get a grip. But I can’t help myself.
How does Friday sound?
Fuck it.
I know she’s typing straight back as the bubble appears.
Friday? Are you serious?
Yeah, why not?
No, I’m glad. I have a big auction to go to, then I’m free.
You free now?
I smirk, reaching down to adjust the bulge in my pants.
I’m at home after running errands all day, and avoiding my dad.
I just got back to the office. But I’m leaving in about an hour.
Surely, there’s a bathroom stall.
Babe. I need to hear your voice.
I know I can't have this girl right now, which seems to intensify my attraction towards her. But I want her so, so bad. I never get like this.
Give me an hour.
Fuck. I also love how she doesn’t just give in. She keeps me waiting.
I don’t want to wait, but I have to.
She’s worth the fucking hold up. It's not just about sexting. I want to see her pretty face and her beautiful smile.
I haven't felt this attracted to anyone in a while. Nothing will satisfy me until I see her again.
The problem with Maddison is I know I’ll want more. As much as I tell myself it’s just an attraction/long-distance thing, and maybe it’s stupid to start something we can’t finish, something about it has me excited. Not much usually excites me except the game.