Bash’s alarmwoke us up way too soon, and we blearily joined my friends and their mates downstairs, waiting for the ride Bash had scheduled. It showed up right on time, and I tried to finger-comb my hair while we drove.
I’d ended up smooshed next to Miles and Zander in the back, but at least they were both sleeping. Tatum and Rafael were talking quietly, and one look at Bash told me he was annoyed.
I bit my lip and pulled up my messages.
Me
The back of your head looks grumpy
His head jerked toward me, and I met his gaze. His face softened, his attention moving over me before he looked back to his phone.
Bash
Next time, we get in before them so we can sit together
Me
Deal
I thought he’d leave the conversation like that, but another message came through a moment later.
Bash
Any plans for today, after we get back?
Me
Think I need to make another batch of chocolates
Bash
As long as you forget the panties this time
I sent him an eye-rolling gif.
Bash
I’d make it worth your time
Me
Idk if there’s a way to make cooking in commando worth my time. The discomfort… shudder
Bash
There’s nothing more comfortable than not wearing pants
Me
You only think that because you’ve never worn sweats in your life. Or maybe because you’re made of muscle. All my skin rubs and gets sweaty. It’s uncomfortable.
Bash
I like you sweaty
Me
You’ve never seen me sweaty, Smash