Page 12 of My Anchor (Trio Series 1)

“With who? With who?” Shana practically jumps on top of her.

“Just a guy.”

“Hot tattoo guy?” I gave her the card the day after we got our tattoos. She threw it in the garbage but later that night I saw that it wasn't in there anymore. She took it, she had to of.

“What no! A guy from my art class.” Oh, darn. Hopefully, this guy makes her smile as big as sexy tat man did.

“Okay then. We gonna meet him?” Shana asks.

“Um maybe. Hey wait, she is seeing someone and we haven't met him yet. Didn't we have a three date rule? Third date and we get to meet the guy. Right?” Well shit.

“Not yet guys. I really don't know where this is going, don't want to jinx it you know?” I say in a pleading voice. I'm just not ready for the ‘meet the friends’ moment.

“We will let it slide because I think this guy is good for you,” Cristal says putting me at ease.

“Thank you. Now I'm going to go get some damn laundry done. I'm on my last pair of panties.” I say reluctantly getting up and going to my room to gather my dirty clothes that are in piles on the floor. I will get them all done today. I repeat over and over in my head. Like that is going to help. My phone buzzing in my pocket stops me from my task. It’s Lee calling.

“Hello?”

“Hey. So turns out I'm severely bored.”

“And?”

“And I want to see you.”

“Well, I'm going to go do some much-needed laundry. If you need to do some yourself we could meet up somewhere?”

“Damn tempting. You have machines in your building?”

“Yes we do but they are doing some remodeling down there so I have to go to the laundry mat.”

“Which one?”

“Coin spin. Closest one.”

“I’ll pick you up in twenty be ready. I’ll supply the quarters.”

The other line goes dead before I can even respond. I guess I really have to do this now. I grab my laundry sack and stuff all of my dirties in it then put that in my basket.

“Okay, I'm off to do laundry love you, girls,” I say as I try and dash out the door before they ask how I'm even going to get there.

“How are you getting there?” Shana. I'm not very stealthy.

“Lee is picking me up. I’ll be back later. Don't wait up.” I get out the door as fast as I can, hearing her laugh out ‘I sure won't’. Brat. Getting out of the building I see Lee walking up to me from his jeep as if he knew I was going to be walking through the door.

“Hello there beautiful.” He says kissing my cheek and taking the basket out of my hands. “Can’t wait to see your dirty panties.” Oh, my god. He did not just say that.

“Gross you perv.” I wrinkle my forehead at him.

“I'm kidding. I bet they're sexy, though.” He wiggles his brows at me. He has the cover off the jeep so he just lifts my basket into the back seat next to his then opens my door. After I get in he shuts the door rounds the vehicle and gets in.

“Ready? Or do you have more panties you need to go get?”

“Will you get off my panties?” Oops just heard that out loud.

“That would be my pleasure, but right here?” This man.

“Well, that would be kind of hard since I'm not wearing any.” I wait for his come back but get nothing. I turn to see him just looking at me. “What?”

“You being serious?” His voice has a husky tone to it now. Am I getting to him?

“It is laundry day. Why do you think I need to wash my panties?” He coughs then clears his throat.

“You are wearing a dress.” Oh, I am getting to him. I’m wearing a simple black v cut maxi dress with thick white straps and pink flip flops. Nothing else. As if on cue my nipples perk up and he zeros in on them.

“Fuck you have no idea what you do to me screamer.” He half whispers. “Let's fucking go before I lose my fucking mind.” He sure gets all cursey when he is frustrated. Kind of sexy.

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