Page 87 of Fun Together
“While you’re on the phone with me?”
“Yes . . . ?”
He sighs dramatically. “I wish you had lied and said you were just washing the dishes.”
“Why?”
“Because how am I supposed to be a good interviewer when my interviewee is naked in the tub?”
“Sorry, I didn’t think about that. Very unprofessional of me.” I find the fancy bottle of Anthropologie bubble bath Rett got me for Christmas and pour a couple of capfuls in. “Want me to put a swimsuit on?” It’s fun to tease him, for once.
Another sigh on his end. “No.” His voice sounds almost strained. “Do you use bubble bath?”
“Of course.”
“What does it smell like?”
“Freshly baked cupcakes.” I take my clothes off and slide into the water. I sigh at the warmth, already feeling more comfortable.
“You like smelling like baked goods.”
“I guess I do.” I take a sip of wine and hear the sound of him opening a beer bottle. “You know, you could take a bath,” I say jokingly. I can’t help but giggle at the thought of Eli’s legs bent up above the water because he’s too tall for the tub. “Then we can really take this professionalism to another level.”
There’s a long pause, and then I hear the unmistakable sound of water running.
“No way, you are not.”
“It’s only fair we both be naked for this.” Now my head is filled with another image. Eli naked and wet, bringing the beer bottle up to his mouth and taking a long deep swallow.
“Is your hair up or down?” he asks. The splashing sounds continue as his tub fills with water.
“It’s up. What does that have to do with anything?”
“Can you take it down? I like your hair down.”
“You can’t even see me.”
“I have a good imagination. In fact, I have an idea,” he says. I know this tone. He’s feeling playful.
I take the clip out of my hair, and massage my scalp. “What’s your idea?” I ask hesitantly.
“What if we used this as an opportunity for you to interview me, too?”
“And what exactly am I interviewing you for?”
“For sex.”
I choke on the wine I was in the process of swallowing. “And how would that work?”
“Have you ever had phone sex before?”
“I mean, I’ve swapped sexy texts before, but not really.”
“We could try it?”
“Are you serious right now?” I ask.
Do I want to do that with him? My body immediately responds with a resounding yes. I guess it doesn’t hurt to see how it goes. If it’s terrible, we’ll know that we’d be totally awkward together sexually and we can laugh it off as this hilarious thing we tried.
