Dorian
Totally badass, Monroe
Josie
I know. *cool emoji* Try not to swoon
Too late.
* * *
Later that night, I’m in my home recording studio. I’m still working, refusing to let the day be a total waste. I’m half-heartedly composing the chorus for a new song when my phone pings.
Josie
Want to play a game?
A thrill crawls up the back of my neck, making the short hair stand to attention.
Dorian
Sure
Josie
Are you in bed?
I rush out of the studio and take the stairs two at a time, launching myself over the mattress.
Dorian
Am now
Josie
Did you run? You sound winded
I grin. Always with the sass.
Dorian
How can a text sound winded?
Josie
Sixth sense
Dorian
What’s the game?
Josie
If I were in bed with you and you could look and talk but not touch, what would you do?
Ah. Fuck. I’d probably lose my mind and beg. How do I reply? She has no mercy.
Dorian