Page 111 of What If I Knew You

Fuck no. I want you to open it now. You’ll need it for tonight…

“Oh God, what could that mean,” I mumble to myself after reading his text. Grabbing a pair of scissors from thekitchen drawer, I cut open the box and immediately smile at the scent wafting into my nose.

This box smells like him.

Or rather the contents of the box.

Folded neatly inside is Bodhi’s jersey. The number thirty-seven staring at me when I pull back the tissue paper. I pull the jersey out of the box and bring it to my nose, inhaling his scent and committing it to my memory all over again.

Fuck have I missed him.

Something small tumbles to the ground and rolls across the floor. I bend to pick it up and realizing what it is, I smile to myself and then reach for my phone to text my gracious gift giver.

Me

And just what do you want me to do with this?

Bodhi

I want you to fucking wear it, Babe.

Quickly slipping off my clothes, I pull his jersey over my naked body and then sit on one of my dining room chairs with my legs spread wide open.

Me

Happy to oblige Mr. Roche…

Bodhi

Fuuuuuuck. Corrigan. I don’t have time to get you off at the moment. I’m about to get dressed for tonight’s game.

Me

This is what you wanted, isn’t it?

Bodhi

This is exactly what I want…after the game. You in my jersey and nothing else.

Me

And as for the vibrator that came with it…?

Bodhi

Hmm. How’d that get in there?

Me

If you’re not careful, you’re going to turn me on.

Bodhi

Good. I want you wet and wanting when I call you later.

I sit on the couch with one leg bent so my foot rests on the couch cushion and one hand is posed between my legs and then I set the three second delay to snap a picture.

Me

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