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A knock on the door catches our attention, and holy shit.
“Sorry,” a very shirtless Derek states. “I ripped my shirt. You wouldn’t happen to have one for the studio I could buy?”
“Nope.” Janie smirks and winks at him. “Are all the guys in there shirtless?” Derek rolls his eyes.
“No, but I’m sure if any of you snap your pretty little fingers, those idiots will strip instantly.” His eyes glance towards Indy. “Oh, hey, Indy, how are you?” I watch as she goes bright red.
“Fine,” she says softly, and she tries to stand up, but is unable to fully support herself, causing her to fall to her hands and knees.
“Shit,” Derek curses, grabbing her small shoulders and helping her. “You alright, Darlin’?” Oh my God, I think we all just got a raging lady boner on Indy’s behalf.
“I said, I’m fine!” Indy shoves Derek away, her face resembling a tomato. “I don’t need your freaking help.” She huffs and storms off. “Ash! I need to go home!” We hear her calling. Derek stands next to us, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Come on, Romeo,” Janie sighs, standing up and patting Derek’s chest. “Let’s see if Sunday has your size.”
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KNOCK KNOCK
I smile softly as I knock back on my wall. My phone rings and I tuck my earbud in before accepting the call.
“Hey,” I say softly as I continue my chore of folding laundry.
“Hey, Sunshine,” his voice is soft and sleepy. Which is understandable. He and the guys worked on the studio for about seven hours today. “What are you doing?”
“Folding underwear,” I sigh and I shake my head at his suggestive chuckle.
“Oh? Tell me more. Lacy? Black? Thong?”
“Boxers, blue with SpongeBob on them.” I laugh as he groans.
“Fiiiiine, ruin my fantasy,” he mutters. “I miss you.”
My heart does this little flutter as I place Wade’s underwear in his basket. “Well, you know where I live.”
“Yeah, but like, isn’t there supposed to be a three-day rule after the first date?” he asks, and I snort as I flop on the bed.
“I feel like after our first date we didn’t talk at all for a couple of years.”
“Ha ha,” he grumbles sarcastically.
“If you want to come over, come on. I’m about to order Chinese for Wade and I.”
“Ughhh, you are a temptress, I swear, but I can’t. Indy and I are actually having a fight and I’ve only completed phase one of the four phases of her argument.”
“What are you fighting about?” I ask as I flip through the channels on the TV.
“She wants to move out.” I halt my channel surfing at his words.
“Where is she going?” He lets out a long, tired sigh.
“I have no idea. But she’s tired of feeling smothered or some shit.”
“Sorry, Charming. So, what are you going to do?”
“Dunno.” I hear him stretching and standing up. “I’ve had a roommate forever. Before Indy, Atlas lived here. I can’t imagine living alone, you know?”
“Well, you got us,” I chuckle, but quickly notice he has gone dead silent. “Ash?”
