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“How can I get up when you’re on top of me?” I gave his ass a little slap.

“If there’s a will, there’s a way.”

He met my eye, and we burst out laughing.

“Okay,” I wheezed, patting his ass. “How about this. If you get up and get into the bathroom in the next thirty seconds, then I’ll wake you up with a BJ on Saturday.”

“Not tomorrow?”

“You get up an hour before me during the week,” I pointed out. “You really think I’m going to roll my ass out of bed an hour early on a Monday morning? Not even your dick could inspire that.”

“Fair point,” he conceded. “What happens if I don’t move and we’re not in the bathroom in thirty seconds?”

“I’ll throw my plug out and?—”

Isaac rolled off me and right off the bed, landing on the floor in a sort of superhero crouch. Before I could even sit up, he was on his feet and darting out of my room.

“Guess who’s getting a BJ on Saturday,” he hollered from the bathroom.

Laughing so hard my stomach ached, I sat up and climbed to my feet. Not in any hurry, I followed him into the bathroom.

That was one bet I was happy to lose.

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ISAAC

I scrolledthrough my texts with Jamie, reading the messages we’d exchanged today as I sat in the staff room at work.

Jamie: my review is today

Jamie: after lunch. I just got the email

Isaac: are you freaking out?

Jamie: not really

Jamie: I’m sure that’ll change once I’m walking in there but I’m okay right now

Jamie: I’m so done with having this hanging over my head. It’s like being edged by corporate only instead of an O I might get fired

Isaac: want me to send you a dick pic for good luck?

Jamie: not sure how that’ll help save my job but I’m not about to say no

The next text was an old dick pic I’d edited by drawing arms and a face on it. My art skills weren’t great, but the pic made it look like my cock was giving him a double thumbs up and a big beaming smile. I’d also added a little speech bubble withYou got thisandDickie says good luckin it.

Jamie: omfg I just snorted my coffee and choked so hard Delilah came running into the break room because everyone thought I was dying

Isaac: but are you in a better mood?

Jamie: now that I can breathe? Yes

Isaac: you’re welcome

Jamie: I’m so getting you back for that

Isaac: you mean I’m going to have to see pics of your dick? Oh no whatever will I do

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