Page 81 of Scoring the Player
Felix
I’m missing seeing you in tight, sexy dresses? *thumbs down emoji*
Me
Yep
Felix
Pictures or it didn’t happen.
Me
Oh, it happened.
Felix
Take pity on a tired, horny man, hot stuff.
Me
A minute ago you were amped up. Which is it, Walters?
Felix
Whichever gets you to send me a pic.
“You’re totally blushing.” Vi tosses a piece of popcorn at me, drawing my attention to my roommates, who are all staring at me.
“He wants me to send him a picture of the dress.”
“A photoshoot for your man?” Jane asks. “That sounds like a fab idea. Let’s do your hair and makeup too. We’ll make him cream his pants on the bus ride.”
“That’s a truly terrible image.” Vi scrunches up her face.
“But a great idea,” Daisy says. “Jordan has been begging me for new spank bank photos.”
“You send him nudes?” Vi’s mouth falls open in shock, and I choke on my wine.
“No, well, okay, fine, I have, but I meant photos of me in all your amazing dresses. It really does something for him seeing me all done up. This one specifically.” She flounces the red skirt.
“It’s because he’s imagining ripping it off you,” Vi says. “But don’t let him rip that one.”
“I can’t even begin to tell you how jealous I am of all of you,” Jane says. “Maybe I should take some sexy photos of myself and spam my contact list.”
“No,” we all tell her at once.
“Why not? I need someone to come rip off my dress and kiss the crap out of me. I’m the only one in this house not getting kissed. It’s a real disappointment.”
I hug her. “There is a great guy out there for you, I know it. And you don’t need to spam all your contacts to find him.”
In the end, I give in to their whims and we spend an hour taking photos of the four of us in our living room. Hair and makeup done like we’re going out, each of us in our favorite custom Violet dress, and all of us a little bit tipsy.
I don’t send any of them to Felix though. I’m not sure why. I guess I’m nervous that his reaction wouldn’t be as excited as my friends’ boyfriends. And why would it be? He’s not really my boyfriend, and in a couple weeks we have to go back to being just friends. I’m not sure I can do that knowing he has sexy photos of me on his phone. Jordan called Daisy seconds after she sent him a pic, and Gavin’s response was so dirty, I can’t bring myself to repeat it. I love that for them. They are goals.
But even though I didn’t send him a picture, Felix and I have been texting on and off all night. His bus is still more than an hour away when I climb into bed.
Me
