Page 53 of Take My Name

Mom and Aunt JoJo barged into my house while I was trying to sleep and wouldn’t leave until I told them everything, so I think the crime fits perfectly.

Bodie

Not like you wouldn’t have told them eventually.

I roll my eyes, no longer in the mood to argue with him. Instead, I check on my cheesecake before making myself something to eat since there’s no chance of me falling back asleep.

When my phone vibrates with a text from Maisie, I choke on my food at the near naked photos on my screen.

Maisie

Which one? I’m mildly freaking out about being in a swimsuit around him and can’t decide which one is less slutty.

It’s obvious this message wasn’t for me, but I can’t help teasing her and replying as if it was.

Warren

The sluttier the better in my opinion.

My phone immediately rings.

“Well, hello…” I can’t help the smile on my face.

“Oh my God, that was not meant for you!” she spits out in one breath.

“No way?” I gasp in shocked amusement. “Because I thought the mirror ass selfie of you in that purple skimpy string bikini made perfect spank bank material.”

“Warren,” she grinds out between her teeth. “Delete ’em.”

“No.”

“Warren,please. I sent ’em accidentally.”

“And who did you mean to send your half-naked ass to?”

“My agent friend, Jessica. I haven’t worn a swimsuit in years, so I was panickin’ about how I looked in one.”

“Why? And I’m askin’ genuinely because you look amazin’.”

I had to tell my cock to calm down the second I saw them.

She’s quiet for a moment before she clears her throat. “My body’s changed a lot over the years, especially the more I worked and the less active I got. I know it’s normal for things to change as we get older, but it doesn’t make me any less self-conscious when it comes to wearin’ a bikini around a man who saw my body at fifteen.”

“Maze, you have nothin’ to worry about with me. And for what it’s worth, I much prefer your womanly body over a teenager’s going through puberty. That’d be criminal if I preferred that at my age.”

She chuckles and the softness of it sends a wave of relief through me.

“That’s true. I’m overthinkin’ this, aren’t I?”

“I want you to be comfortable, so if a swimsuit is too much, then don’t wear one.”

“I already told you I’m not skinny-dippin’…”

“No!” I bark out a laugh. “That’s not what I meant. Wear shorts and an oversized T-shirt for all I care. I just thought it’d be fun to swim where we spent a lot of our summers. Plus, you can’t beat the sunset views from there.”

“Okay, well, thank you for talkin’ me off the ledge. There’s a cute one-piece that I tried on earlier that I’ll buy instead.”

“Perfect. Can’t wait to see it.”