Page 26 of Creepy
“Ah...”I blushed.“Maybe.”
Troy came back with a bottle and one shot glass.
“Aren’t you having any?”
He realized why I was asking.“Oh, I’ll drink from the bottle.”
“Maybe I should get out of the tub.I’m going to prune up.”
Troy produced a towel and laid it against him so he could both help me up and wrap me into it.He bent down and palmed my waist.I held onto his neck yet again so as to not put any pressure on my leg as he lifted me from the tub.I didn’t need to step out once he raised.He’d pulled me clear out.Weakly patting me with the ends of the towel, he covered my backside.It’d worked sort of only with Troy getting soaked by my dripping hair in the process.He maneuvered me into a honeymoon pose with ease and carried me down a short dark hall.The lantern from earlier already sat on the nightstand, illuminating the immense bed.He placed me down with great care right in the middle of it.
“Was this your room?”I asked.
“When I came home to visit.This isn’t the house I lived in growing up.I bought this place for my parents a few years ago.Don’t worry, they have a big master bedroom, too, only downstairs.My mom can’t climb stairs anymore.”
“Sweet of you to buy them a place.”
“I’d rather they’d moved to Florida, but hey, they may have survived this shit because they refused to...I don’t want to think about it.”He shook his head.“Thankfully, you’ll be okay.I mean...you have survived the virus before, right?”
I touched my bandaged neck.“Yeah, this isn’t my first time...”I paused, thinking of the double entendre as I sat naked in his bed.“Thanks for saving me, though.Another minute and I’d be dead.And thanks for the bath.And...”
He put a finger to my lips.“My pleasure.”
“You’re soaked.”
At my words, he stood up and boosted his shirt over his head, flooring me.Troy’s fucking, honest to God, ten-pack abs were marvelous.
Why hadn’t I ever watched basketball?Oh, the men weren’t topless.
He kept his shorts on and poured me a shot of Tequila.We toasted, my shot against the bottle, and I threw one back.With no salt or lime, it burned worse than ever.Knowing it would relieve some pain and quiet my nerves, I asked for another.He took a swig from the bottle to match me.Stiff, I rolled my neck around, cracking it.Within minutes, I felt less stiff.I laid back on the bed, letting alcohol soothe me.I’d needed it after the zombie attack.Troy laid beside me, propped up on his elbow.We talked for an hour.I rolled over to face him after a while, while we shared our best zombie stories.Laughing too much, we tried to one-up each other with our tales.He was undoubtedly the winner, seeing much more undead action than I ever had.
He got up and took a drink of tequila.He poured me yet another shot and resumed his position facing me.“Don’t drink too many.”
Up on an elbow, I sipped it.“Why?I can hold my own.”
“I don’t want you to be too drunk...”
I downed the whole shot.“Why, what do you have planned for me?”
“To be honest, I wanted to be a gentleman and not take advantage of you lying in my bed in nothing but a towel, but I think you’re a bad girl who wants me to fuck her.”
His words flowed through me, ticking all the right boxes.“How do you know?”
“If you didn’t, you’d be begging for a t-shirt or something.You wouldn’t be taking shots with me, in bed.”
“Four shots of tequila is my limit,” I said.“I know my limit.And just because I’m drinking with you...it doesn’t mean I want to fuck you.I don’t even know if I can.I’m too sore.”
“But you have thought about it?”
I didn’t answer, however, with the alcohol loosening me up, my features gave it away.I gushed like a schoolgirl.
“I can see it in your eyes.”
“Really?”Half drunk, I thought this was hilarious.“I can tell you want to fuck me, and I don’t have to see it in your eyes.I saw it in your pants.”
Troy took the opportunity to kiss me, hard and deep, his hands opening the towel.The cold air hit my body and my nipples hardened.He broke our kiss, glanced down at them and said, “Your nipples are little rocks.So there.You want to fuck me.”
I slapped at his chest.“That does not mean a girl wants it.I’m cold is all.”
