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He was being pretty ridiculous, however. The answer was obvious.
“By threatening you with all the body parts I might glue to you if you don’t.”
“You bloody bastard. Using my own tactics against me.”
“Like you’re not proud of me for doing it.”
“Honestly I sort of want to shed a tear.”
He mimed it when he said it.
And she laughed, she did laugh. She tried to make things light.
Even though it was now fully dawning on her what she had just persuaded him into. She was going to be trapped on a mattress that didn’t look fit to hold a hamster, with a man she had barely survived being opposite to inside a car. While wearing even fewer clothes than she had during that whole ordeal.
Considering she could hardly get into bed with her coat on.
A fact that she learned when she actually tried.
Then got a look so withering, she almost died.
“I’ll get you something to wear, you great prawn,” he said.
And he did, too. He disappeared for what felt like an age into what looked like a walk-in wardrobe, and returned with what could loosely be described as clothes you could wear in bed. But as the clothes were just a shirt of his and a pair of boxer shorts, she wasn’t entirely confident that they were going to do the job she needed them to. In fact, she sort of suspected they were going to be much too short and far too tight and probably too thin to boot, considering whom they belonged to.
Though she didn’t really appreciate by how much, until shestarted putting them on in the bathroom. Because yeah, the shirt did button pretty easily. And okay, the shorts were mysteriously a size her butt could cope with. But neither of those things really mattered when she checked herself in the full-length mirror, before exiting, and discovered that she now looked like picture one in a porn mag spread.
“Fucking hell,” she actually gasped out loud.
And it was fully warranted, too.
The shirt material was pretty much transparent. She could actually see the exact shape and size of her tits through it. Someone could have guessed her bra size with one look. And even though it wasn’t as short as she’d feared, it didn’t really matter. Because it was just a little bit tight around her butt.
So everything she had was pretty clear, anyway—even with the shorts.
In fact, if she was being honest the shorts were kind of making things worse.
They clung, and made everything look round and bouncy. Not to mention rude, the moment she did anything but gingerly walk a few steps. Because she tried—she lifted her arms, to see what it looked like when she did—and oh god oh god.
The shorts pulled real tight against her bits.
As in:you can make out the shape of everythingtight.
And now she had to go in there, looking like this, with him probably waiting in bed for her like the husband she’d never had. Or probably would never have, considering he was amazing and hilarious and hot and actually made her desperately want to fuck him, instead of whatever she usually felt with men. Which was pretty much nothing.It must be just what happens when someone is good at kissing and talking dirty, she told herself. And that made sense, it did.
But it didn’t really help her with this.
It just made her remember it all, in technicolor detail.
So now that hot ache was back, a second before she had to step out of the bathroom. And it didn’t abate once she was out there. In fact, if anything, it got significantly worse. Becausehe wasn’t in the bed, like she’d thought. No—he was still getting changed. He was tugging a jersey over his head, and slow enough that she got a long look at things she didn’t really want to see.
Like his bare back: broad and heavy-boned, with a curve to it that she just had to follow with her eyes. Even though it made her go just a little bit funny. And especially when she took in where that curve ended. It hit the waistband of what looked like the most low-slung sweatpants known to man, and left her with nothing but that juicy ass of his. Just right there, with that worn material barely doing any work to cover him at all.
One good tug, she thought.
Then forced herself to look up before things got any worse.
Only to have him turn, and face her, and make it all worse anyway.
