We hold each other like that for a long time.
A little while later, Austin looks me in the eye with a grin and says, “So. Are we going to spend the rest of the weekend in bed?”
“That doesn’t sound bad,” I say, biting my lip as I look at him. “Although we could spend some time in other parts of my apartment, too…”
“You’re saying you want me to fuck you on the kitchen counter?”
I laugh. “I mean…why not?”
“And on your couch?”
I nod.
“And everywhere else?”
I nod again.
“How about we start in the shower?”
I give him a kiss and he pulls me out of the bed.
In the shower, he goes down on me while my back is pressed against the tiles, then fucks me while hot water streams down over us. Afterward, we dry off, then dig around in my freezer and find a pint of ice cream I’d forgotten about.
We’re settled into my couch and are just about to dig into the ice cream when I hear my phone ring. I excuse myself and step into my bedroom to grab it. When I pick it up, I see that my brother’s name is on the screen. Part of me wants to ignore the call—I don’t want to spend another second away from Austin—but I know I’ll just keep wondering why my brother called, so I tapanswerand press the phone to my ear.
“Hey,” I say.
There’s a pause. Then Rob says, “Who is this?”
Suddenly, my eyes land on a second phone on a nearby table.Myphone. Which means…shit. I picked up Austin’s phone by accident.
Flustered, I hang up on my brother.
Chapter Nine
Austin
“Fuck,” says Chloe, hurrying back into the living room.
I look up, instantly concerned at the sound of her voice.
“What’s wrong, Chloe?”
“I accidentally answered your phone. I thought it was mine. It was Rob.Fuck. I can’t believe I just did that.”
My face falls. I rub a hand over my mouth.
“Shit,” I say. “Did he know it was you?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Okay. Maybe—”
My phone in her hand rings again.
I rush over and take the phone from her.
“Hey, man,” I say, answering the phone.
