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I roll my eyes at the cocky response. I would expect nothing less of him, and he deserves it. So I text him back, teasing about how he obviously fixed his swing. When he sends me a winking face, I ask what he’s doing.
Josh: I’m at the hotel. All the guys are out celebrating.
I tilt my head, wondering why he’s not with them. He should be out since he’s the reason they won.
Me: You’re not with them?
Josh: I wanted to talk to you.
I swear I melt right there in the middle of my bed. This man has me wrapped around his finger, and he’s not even in town. My phone goes off again with another text.
Josh: What did you do tonight? And why are you up so late?
We text back and forth for a bit about his idea for Mel’s studio and how I plan to make it work. He agrees that our idea will not only help Mel but help Henry and me in the long run. The more we talk, the more I realize I miss him. I miss his voice; I miss the way his fingers always seemed to find my skin no matter where we are, and I miss being able to see him whenever I wanted. So before I think better if it, I text:
Me: I miss you.
It doesn’t take long for his response, making my smile grow with every word I read.
Josh: I miss you too, Sunshine. Trust me, you are all I’ve thought about since I left.
I love the fact that I’m on his mind as much as he’s on mine. It’s comforting.
Josh: And the number of cold showers I’ve taken is embarrassing.
The image of Josh naked in the shower sends a hot flash right to my core as I squirm in my bed, wishing to God that he were here to take away the ache that comes on whenever I think about him.
Me: Well, when you get back, I promise to show you exactly what I did to myself while you were away.
Shit. I may have gone too far with that one. Flirting over text is one thing, but this is crossing a line I don’t know if I’m ready for, or if he is ready for.
Josh: Fuck, what I wouldn’t do to be there with you right now. I bet you’re wet just thinking about how good my cock feels, aren’t you?
Jesus, I’m instantly turned on, wondering how the hell a text message could get me so hot and bothered. Before I have the chance to text back, my phone starts ringing in the palm of my hand.
“Josh?” I half pant, half moan into the phone.
“Sunshine, I needed to hear those moans, or I was going to go crazy over here,” he groans as I lean my head back against the headboard. “Fuck… if I was there…” He starts as if in prayer. I close my eyes and picture him right in front of me, beside the bed.
“What would you do?” I plead, hoping he doesn’t stop, knowing I’m too worked up for him to stop now.
“You wanna know what I would do to that sexy body of yours?” he whispers as I groan, letting out a breath, hoping he continues. “I would kiss every inch of that silky skin, I would start with your neck, at that place behind your ear that drives you fucking crazy.”
My hand travels down my breasts, squeezing because I’m so turned on that I can’t seem to concentrate.
“Then I’d kiss those perfect tits of yours, sucking each nipple into my mouth and making sure you were writhing under me.”
God, his voice is pure sin.
“Fuck, Josh, I wish you were here,” I admit, pinching my nipples as my hips involuntarily lift off the bed as a grunt leaves my throat.
“You touching yourself, Sunshine?”
No sound comes out of my mouth as my fingers continue to play with my nipples, sending jolts of arousal straight to my clit.
“Take off your panties, Harper,” he demands and I shiver.
Fuck, do I love when he gets bossy.
