Luc casts one last look of longing back at me before the door snicks shut. I want to melt into a puddle, both from frustration at myself and from the ache between my legs that makes me want to strip and pull out my trusty vibrator. It’s not like I haven’t been using it and pretending I don’t think about Luc when I do.
Screw it. The vibrator is too far.
I unbutton my jeans and shove them down, thrusting my hand into my panties. Two seconds later, I’m coming, my thighs quivering and clenching around my hand, just as the door swings open.
“Tessa, lock me out—” Luc’s jaw drops. “Oh fuck.” His hands cover his face, then rifle through his hair. “Fuck, fuck, Tessa!”
I can only laugh as he spins around and shuts the door behind himself again.
“Tessa!” he shouts through the door. “Lock me out.”
“Okay, okay,” I say, getting up. With the hand that hasn’t been down my pants, I lock the door.
“Thank you.” The words are muffled through the door.
“Goodnight, Luc.”
There’s quiet for a moment, and then a muttered expletive and the shuffling of feet as Luc finally leaves.
I wash my hands and change into pajamas, and finally, pick up my phone. The first new message, about an hour ago, was from Sara. There’s a selfie of her looking rather disgruntled with a guy with a blond man bun and sharp cheekbones wearing sweats. There’s also a photo ID of the same guy, plus a phone number and address.
Jade
Um, Sara, who are you stalking?
Sara
This guy, Chris, has a room for me to rent.
Jade
Wait, what happened to your apartment?
Sara filled Jade, and eventually Emma, in on the fungus-and-mold situation. They’ve been weighing the pros and cons of the apartment, stranger danger versus the kindness of humanity.
Tessa
What do we know about this guy?
Sara
I searched online but his name is common so the results are mostly about an MP in Britain’s Parliament and a goth-punk rockstar.
Wait, how was your date with Luc? Is he still there?
Tessa
It was great. He’s back at his hotel.
Jade
Did your date end with a bang?
Tessa
Jade, focus. Sara’s housing crisis.
Jade