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“I think you not wanting to see me naked tonight is cheating a bit. I thinkyoucan’t handle it.”
“I can absolutely handle it.”
“We’ll see.”
“Go get the bath ready. While you do that, I’ll pack this stuff up so your room isn’t a mess.”
He gives me a playful grin, and his eyes light up. “Yes, ma’am.”
“And do not call me ma’am!” I call after him as he heads to the bathroom.
SEVENTEEN
Joss
“Who is Theo?”Colt nods to my phone when he comes back into the room and it lights up for the third time in a row. I’m not excited to tell him because I know he won’t love the answer.
“A guy I met while I was traveling. We talk every now and again.”
More like we have phone sex every now and again. We’ve never actually had sex. I was drunk the first night we met, and he was a gentleman, walking my friend and me back to our hotel room on the streets of Munich after a long night at Oktoberfest. He was hot as hell though and leaving the next day, so he offered to meet for breakfast. Except then I’d been violently hungover. He’d told me to keep his number in case we were ever in the same city again. So occasionally we check to see if the other is in the same town when we’re lonely and bored. Once I missed him by a day, but that’s just our luck. We commiserated over our loneliness on the road and that has turned into a friends-with-phone-sex-benefits situation.
“Talk?” Colt asks like he already knows the answer is more than that.
“About sex, usually while one of my toys is involved.” I give him a pointed look in hopes he’ll drop it.
“So phone-sex friends?” He sounds curious rather than annoyed, which is interesting.
“Something like that…” I eye him carefully.
“Is that what he’s texting for now?”
“I haven’t read them, so I don’t know.”
“Read them.” It’s his turn to give me a pointed look.
I eye him skeptically but pick up my phone and open it going straight to the messages.
Theo:
Up for a chat tonight?
Unless you’re in Berlin or somewhere I can hop a train?
Miss hearing your voice.
I grin at my phone. Theo doesn’t make my stomach flip and my heart race like Colt does, but he’s a really sweet guy with an accent I can’t resist which makes him a pretty damn sexy phone partner most of the time. The fact that he never gives up on us meeting someday is also strangely endearing.
“Must be good.” Colt raises an eyebrow at me.
“Sorry. Yes, as suspected.”
“He asked you to have phone sex?”
“Yes.”
“And if I wasn’t here, you’d say yes?”
“Maybe.”
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