“Right.” He smiled and dug into his pocket for his phone. “You do the nightly news.” I nodded and then rattled off my direct line at the studio as he saved it into his phone. “I’ll call you to set it up, and sorry again about the coffee.”
“It really wasn’t your fault.”
I opened the door and headed back to work. On the way back, I realized Philip looked familiar to me. I couldn’t place where I knew him from, but I had a feeling I’d seen him before.
My phone buzzed, waking me up. I grabbed it from the nightstand, squinting to read the screen.
Rhys: You awake, Cupcake?
I smiled and texted back.
No.
Rhys: Are you naked?
I laughed, remembering how that question just the other night had turned into so much more.
Me: No.
Rhys: Do you want to be?
Me: What did you have in mind?
Rhys: I’ll be there in three minutes and show you.
I chuckled to myself. It took him longer than three minutes to walk across the street last time.
Me: I’ll be waiting.
Six minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I walked to it wearing only a long T-shirt with no pants, no panties, and no bra. If I weren’t worried a neighbor might walk by when I opened the door, I would answer it naked.
“Cupcake,” Rhys greeted and stepped forward.
I stepped back, pulling on his shirt to bring him inside. He shut the door behind him, but we didn’t move.
“You still thinking about him?”
“No.” It was true, but only because I was sleeping. The entire evening, I’d thought about what Corey must have thought when he saw me. Or at least a part of me hoped that seeing me had tripped him up too.
“Because you were sleeping?”
I laughed. Seemed Rhys knew me better than I thought he did. “Maybe.”
“You really want to do this?”
I bit my lip. “Well … I’m not wearing any panties.”
Rhys’s blue eyes dropped to look down as though he could see through my sleep shirt. Before I knew it, he was lifting me in the air and my legs went around his waist as he carried me to my bedroom. No more words were spoken until he set me on the bed and we both started to strip ourselves of our clothes.
“On all fours.”
I smiled and turned, moving to be on my hands and knees. There was no foreplay. No needing to make sure the other was ready. All systems were a go as I spread my legs a little and waited for the bed to dip behind me.
“I kinda love having you across the street from me.”
I chuckled. “It is coming in handy, huh?”
The bed dipped, and Rhys grabbed a palm full of my butt cheek. “So handy.” He ran his fingers along the slit of my pussy. “You sure you weren’t having naughty dreams about me?”