Page 164 of Just for the Plot

Bennett:Everyone knows it’s sex. God, you’re so fucking irritating sometimes.

Graydon:Glad you can finally see that. Thought I was the only one.

Maple:He can be quite annoying.

OC:Maple!

Maple:Sorry, OC, it’s true. But back to Bennett. I’ll get the information you need tomorrow. As for now, go about as if everything is normal.

Bennett:So, should I call her tonight?

Maple:Absolutely. Don’t even think about him. Focus on wooing her instead.

OC:Woo the fuck out of her!

OC:Graydon…

Graydon:Jesus. Woo her.

“Hello,” Bower says as she answers my FaceTime call. I didn’t even bother with texting tonight because I wanted to see her face. Hell, I wanted her to see my face.

I set the phone on the counter, propped up against the bathroom mirror, leaning forward so she can see my face, as well as my chest, flexed abs, and the V in my hips from my low-slung towel.

“Hey, beautiful,” I say as I grab some lotion.

“Umm…what, uh, what do you have going on there?” she asks, looking so fucking cute with her hair in a clip and her face freshly washed.

“Applying some lotion. Needed a second shower tonight, as I felt like I didn’t get all the dirt off me.”

“Mm, well, I don’t mind a second shower.”

I raise a brow as I rub lotion on my arms. “You getting a free show?”

“Yeah, don’t mind if I do.”

I’m so fucking confused. This is what it’s been like since I’ve been gone. There’s been flirting, some serious conversations that have led me to believe that she’d give this a try, so the whole Cougar thing is throwing me off. I know she spoke to him about dating other people, but that’s not going to work for me.

I want her for me, and for me alone.

“I think you missed a spot on your nipple. Might want to rub that again.”

I pause, which makes her laugh.

“Go ahead.” She bites the tip of her finger. “Rub your nipple for me.”

“Bower.”

“Huh?”

“I’m not about to rub my nipple for you.”

“What if I asked you to rub your dick instead?” she asks.

I’m applying lotion to my stomach when I stop. “Are you serious?”

“I mean, I was joking, but the serious look on your face makes me believe you’d do it.”

“I’d do pretty much anything you want,” I say, feeling my dick starting to grow hard from the thought of it.