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“It seems like he does something else to your skin as well,” Alex said and snickered.
“Oh shut up,” I said, my cheeks warming.
“Well, you’re going to have to talk to him about it at some point. You can’t just hide out in your room forever to avoid him,” Ava said. I sighed.
“Yeah, I know,” I said. “I’ll probably talk to him tonight.”
“Make sure you talk with your words and not your genitals!” Alex teased.
“Oh my god, Alex. I’ll talk to you guys later,” I said.
“Let us know how it goes! Good luck!” Ava said. I hung up and ran a hand through my hair. How did you even start a conversation like that? I did know one thing; life must be having a field day by fucking with me like this.
When I walked out into the living room, I was shocked to see that he was sitting on the couch watching television. “What are you doing here?” I asked, wrapping my arms around myself.
He looked at me with a raised brow. “Was I kicked out without warning? I thought I still lived here,” he said, his voice flat. I tucked a lock of hair behind my ear and shifted my weight from foot to foot, nervous under his heated gaze.
“No, sorry. I mean I thought you were at work.”
He shook his head. “I was off today, which you would know had you not spent the last few days avoiding me,” he said, turning back to the television.
“What did you expect me to do? What happened the other day isn’t some normal event that you just brush off,” I said. After a moment, I added, “Did you already know?”
He looked at me. “Know what?”
My gaze fell to the floor as my cheeks burned with embarrassment. “That you’d been talking to me.”
“Are you asking did I know before I moved in? Because no, I didn’t know it was you before moving in here if you’re worried that I’m some stalker who found you,” he said with a smirk.
“Then how did you find out?”
“I heard you when I was going to my room. And to confirm that it was indeed you, I called you and low and behold, it was your ass. Ms. Don’t-Call-Me-Anything-But-Ashton was the sexy phone sex operator Natasha, also known as sex kitten.”
I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “Well, in the future, it’s probably best that you don’t call my line now that we’re aware of each other,” I said.
He scoffed. “And why the hell not? I like when you talk dirty to me,” he said, the lustful gleam appearing back in his eyes.
“It could complicate our living situation.”
“Complicate it? Oh honey, I haven’t fucked you yet. That may complicate things considering you’ll become addicted, but phone sex is harmless,” he said and winked.
I frowned. “You’ll only fuck me in your dreams, you asshole. Sex with you is the least of my concerns.”
“Oh yeah? You confident enough to bet on it?” he asked, a wicked grin forming on his lips.
“I’m not making a stupid bet,” I said, folding my arms across my chest.
“Aww. It’s okay if you’re scared, love,” he said, nodding his head sympathetically.
I rolled my eyes. “No one’s scared of anything.”
“Then if you’re confident that I won’t have you screaming my name in a week’s time, let’s bet on it,” he said and smiled. I pursed my lips and stared at him for a good while. To be honest, I was a little nervous. If I did decide to make this bet with him, I wouldn’t doubt that he’d do everything in his power to win. I stood a little taller.
“What’s at stake?” I asked.
He stroked the facial hair on his chin as he thought. “You win, and I’ll cook dinner for a month and never bother you about it again.”
“And if you win?”
