“Wait, you were already watching?”
“Yes.”
“Well…what are they saying?”
Ian laughed. “They’re in your closet talking about clothes. They’re not even naked. And there’s no pillows or anything. Lame.”
I shook my head. “You thought they were going to have a naked pillow fight?”
“I don’t know. Isn’t that what college girls do?”
I laughed. “I mean…sometimes.”
“Well, they’re not doing it. Maybe we should send Ellen in with some extra fluffy pillows…”
“Now you want to see Ellen naked?” I asked with a laugh.
“No. She’ll put the pillows on the bed and leave. I’ll give her very specific instructions about that.”
I laughed. “Speaking of naked pillow fights, I need you to delete that video footage of Penny from your computer.”
“Which video footage?”
I pictured my favorite one. With Penny on her knees worshipping my cock at the country club. “All of it.”
“If I delete it from the server I’ll be deleting it from your computer too.”
“I know,” I said.
There was a long pause. “You already saved it somewhere else, didn’t you?” asked Ian.
“No,” I lied. But I didn’t even believe me.
“Sure.”
I sighed. “How the hell do you know that I already have a backup?”
He laughed. “You back up everything. But I know the footage is on your external hard drive. Top right drawer of your desk. Because I saw you do it.”
“You’re out of control, Ian. Stop watching every single thing I do.”
“It’s literally my job.”
“You need to get out of the apartment more.”
“You need to get out of the apartment more,” he mimicked back at me.
I laughed. “Whatever.”
“Besides, last time I was out of town, Isabella broke into the apartment. And you freaked the fuck out. I won’t be doing that again for a long time.”
“Good.” I really didn’t love the fact that he’d lost track of time talking to my sister.
“Good,” he agreed.
Well, that was settled then. He’d keep watching and…Wait. That wasn’t what I wanted. I shook my head. It was fine. He was right, I felt more comfortable knowing he was on the other side of the security cameras.
We were both silent for a few seconds.
