Page 44 of Fair Play
ATHENA: Sure. But he has to be old enough to drink first.
BILLIE: Okay. I’ll give you that.
ATHENA: Anyway, will you come to brunch?
BILLIE: Sure. What time?
We firm up the details and then I open my book.
Ugh.
The last thing I want to do is read about finance. It’s after eleven and my feet are still protesting tonight’s exercise in skating.
I curl up in Bodi’s bed and try to focus on the words in front of me. I’m falling asleep when my phone rings.
My eyes pop open and I see Rome’s name.
“Hey.” I answer quietly.
“Did I wake you?” he asks in that baritone voice I love so much.
“No. I was studying. Falling asleep but trying to get through the chapter.”
“You want me to let you go?”
“No. I’d rather fall asleep to your sexy voice than words about financial bullshit.”
“You think my voice is sexy?”
“No one’s ever told you that before?”
“Nope.”
“Well, their loss is my gain.”
“So…what are you wearing?”
This time I’m the one who laughs. “Sweats and a T-shirt. It’s chilly.”
“What kind of panties?”
Now I smile. “None.”
“How often do you go without panties?”
“As often as possible. Not to school or work, but at home, I almost never wear them.”
“Good to know.” His voice drops another octave.
God fucking damn, that’s so hot.
“You’re going to get me off just talking to me,” I whisper.
There’s a beat of silence. “That what you want?”
“Hell yes.”
“Tell me about your nipple piercing.”
