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I raised a brow in enquiry.
“Morning sex. When I’m all warm and relaxed and there’s a hot male body next to me, and he’s got that morning wood.” She shivered. “Mmm, yep, morning sex.”
“Yeah, nothing like that for me. I got to see him in just a towel, though, if that helps.”
“It’s something, at least, I guess. What then? He just drove you home?”
I shook my head. “Nope. He had to go to his parents’, so he had his driver bring me home.”
“And he said nothing about catching up again? Taking you out again?”
“No, he didn’t.”
“This is all very confusing.”
Tell me about it.“It is what it is. He didn’t make me any promises, and I really did have the most amazing birthday. If he doesn’t want to see me again, I’m fine with that.” Liar.
“I wouldn’t be. He sounds amazing. If only you could call him up yourself.”
“I mean, I could. He gave me his number.”
“Jesus, this is evenmoreconfusing.”
“I’m not going to call him, though.”
“Why the hell not?”
I shrugged again.
“He gave you his number for a reason. I think you could use it if you wanted to.”
“Even if I wanted to,”which I did,“I don’t have time for a casual fling and it’s not like he’d want anything more than that. So, it’s pointless.”
“If you say so.”
“I do.” I was done with this subject now. “Tell me about Baltimore.”
Stef’s face fell immediately. “I fucked up. Again.”
“How?”
“You know how I get when I know we’re being scouted. It makes me tense up so bad I can barely perform. The guy spoke to Miriam after and said he wasn’t keen to sign unless we could lift our onstage energy.” Tears blurred her eyes. “I fucken hate letting everyone down.”
“No one thinks you’re letting them down. You work so hard, something’s bound to give at some point. And when you’re famous, packing out stadiums all over the country, you better give me a backstage pass.”
“Count on it.”
* * *
It was after midnight when Stef left and even though she’d asked if I wanted her to stay the night; I said no. It was strange, for sure, being in the trailer by myself. Crawling into my bed without Tiana and Belle on either side of me. But I would pick them up in the morning and the weirdest, most exciting birthday weekend of my life would be well and truly over. I felt like I needed the night to myself to process everything.
I’d been in bed for less than three minutes when my thoughts had moved from the conversation with Stef, to memories of yesterday, to lying in bed next to Wolfe. To imagining him next to me right now. Fantasizing about what would have happened if he’d actually caught me when I threw myself at him.
My blood hummed, and my core clenched. I squeezed my thighs together, fighting the sensation, then huffed out a laugh. Being completely alone was such a rare occurrence for me that I’d almost forgotten that I was. Right now, I was free to do whatever I wanted. Indulge in whatever hot little fantasy played through my mind.
Wolfe kissing me. Running his hands over me. Playing with my breasts, rubbing at my nipples until they were hard. On the thought, I reached up, massaging my breasts through my singlet top until I could feel my nipples straining.
Trailed my hands down my belly, under the blanket, over my shorts. On the way back up, I widened my legs so that I could brush my fingers over my center, feeling how wet I was already, even through my shorts.