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But this call felt different, and it wasn’t just the rolling thunder outside and lightning adding to the effect. It felt like things were shifting up a gear.
I hit ‘accept’. “Hey.” There was the sound of water in the background. “Hello?”
Someone cleared their throat. “Hey, Ari.”
Jet.My belly fluttered a little. Of course it was, his name was right there. “What are you doing?”
“Having a bath.”
My brain short-circuited. Jet was wet and naked and talking to me. “Grandad’s old claw foot bath was begging to be used, and I wanted a beer. A beer bath outranks a shower beer every time because I don’t have to fucking stand up.”
“If you’re tired?—”
“I am more than fine to talk to you. Besides—” The water slapped the sides of the bath as Jet moved. “We need to talk about how you’ve been hinting for a while now you’d like to do more than just text and talk.”
His voice was gruff and deep.
Did I dare change what we were and become sext pals?
This was casual thing between us. I was a thousand kilometres away. More like three thousand.
What were a few sexts every now and again?
“And you should know I’ve had more boners at work than I care to admit. So, Ari, we need to sort this out.”
“Okay,” I replied briskly. “Yes, we do.”
Jet groaned, the soft slap of water against the sides of his bath in the background as he moved. “Ari, if you were serious, just give me permission.”
He spoke so softly I thought I’d imagined it.
“For what?” I whispered back. “Why do you need me to permit you to do something?”
It felt like the whole caravan park was listening at my window right now. Everything was so still and quiet, and my whisper was echoing off the van walls.
“Because it’s about you.” His voice was a raspy growl.
“W-what do you mean?” I asked, hating my stammer.
“Like I said, Ari. Getting your flirty texts at work leaves me in a situation. And right now? I’m hard, Ari.” I sucked my lips to stop a whimper from escaping. “And I want to touch myself thinking about you. But only if you let me.”
Woah.
But also, asking permission meant he wouldn’t if I said no?
“If I said no, you’d … stop?”
In the midst of being extremely turned-on, I was also curious.
“Course,” he snorted. “And then I would hang up and take a two-hour cold shower.”
I was flustered. I needed a bath or a very long, cold shower. “You think about me?” I squeaked.
No man or boy had ever admitted they thought about me during self-care.
“Are you kidding?” Jet scoffed again, and water splashed again. “We talk or text every day.”
“I meant, do you really think about me like that?”
