Me: Well. . .
HG: Out with it
Me: Ok so, it’s really not a big deal. Nothing you need to concern yourself with, but Jay and I do have a *teeny tiny itsie bit* of history
HG: You fucking slept together, didn’t you?
Me: In my defense, he has a gorgeous body. Like, abs that were MADE for licking ice cream off of. . .
HG: I’m gonna fucking kill him
Me: No, you aren’t.
Me: Because you are the jerk that broke up with me in the first place
Me: And if youhadn’tbroken up with me, I never would have felt the need to find a rebound to try and move on with my life
HG: He isn’t just a rebound if you are still sleeping together
Me: *outraged* WE ARE NOT STILL SLEEPING TOGETHER
Me: Technically
Me: I mean. . .
Me: I called things off after I took him home from the hospital
HG: I’m still gonna fucking kill him
Me: No. You are going to be a grown-ass adult and deal with it. Friends sleep together sometimes. He is my friend, and we did sleep together, but we aren’t now. Because I am with YOU.
Me: So YOU need to be the bigger man and play nice
Me: If you screw up my friendship with him over this, I will be pissed
Me: He has been one of my best friends and sparring partners for years.
Me: Besides, if you want to get technical about it, I was his friend and his sex buddy for YEARS longer than you and I were ever together. And if he can accept me moving on to someone else (i.e. you, the man who broke my heart, the one that he threatened to kill for me when he found out HOW you broke my heart) then you should be able to do the same
HG: *Grumbles*
HG: Fine
HG: I will play nice, but I still don’t like him
HG: And if he says ANYTHING to me about sleeping with you, or about how you look naked, I reserve the right to punch him in his pretty-boy nose
Me: *Laughing* Deal
HG: Do I at least get a kiss before my game today?
Me: *sends selfie lying naked in his bed*
The phone rings and I answer immediately, only to hear his voice, low and husky in my ear. “That is so much better than a fuckingkiss.”
Needless to say, I was going to be late getting to work today.The rest of the morning was spent in bed, lazily exploring my body with my fingers being guided by Theo’s husky commands. After about ten minutes, we switched to video chat, and I had to prop the phone against his pillow so my hands would be free for all the teasing exploration he guided me through. All the while, I felt his heated gaze on me through the phone as I watched him lazily stroke himself.
“Mmm, that’s my naughty little devil. Just like that. Good. Now, I want you to take one hand, slowly run it across your chest. Take your time, go slow. I like to watch the goosebumps rise on your skin from the heat of my words.”