Page 37 of Character Flaws
The heat of my blush creeps up my neck, into my cheeks and lands at my ears.
Yanking my shirt at the collar, I fan myself. “Ugh, the heat is unbearable today. It’s so sticky outside.”
Not as sticky as it would’ve been with him between your thighs.
Oh, shut it.
“Tell me about it,” Marlon interrupts, as I practically jump from my seat and spill my coffee all over my white shorts. “It felt like a brick oven in my apartment last night.”
Marlon sits down and looks between Theo and me suspiciously, as Theo tries to help me mop up the mess with a napkin.
“Did I interrupt something?”
If only he knew the inner dialogue he barged in on.
“No, not at all-” I say, just as Theo says,
“Yes -”
We laugh at the guffaw and Theo shakes his head, bringing the donut to his mouth. I watch with rapt interest as he opens and takes a big bite. His lips curling around the donut. His tongue licking away the remnants.
“Thanks for the nourishment,” he says, before turning away to head toward the stage. And then he turns his head back over his shoulder and says, “I owe ya one.”
If only we were thinking the same thing he could pay me back with.
