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"So are you hoping to meet your friend in the steam room?" Jane asked as we walked. "Are you sure you want me to be there?"
"She's not my friend." I shook my head. "And I would much rather you be there. In fact, if you want to do the things she offered to do, I wouldn't say no."
"I'm sure you wouldn't," she scoffed. "I have a feeling that there's not much you wouldn't say no to."
"That's not fair, Jane." I touched the small of her back lightly. "You know I have feelings, too. You're going to make me feel bad if you keep ragging on me."
"Ragging on you?" She looked at me suspiciously. "What?"
"You're just hurting my feelings, that's all."
"Yeah, right." She pulled away from me and rolled her eyes. "You forget I have an older brother, I know bad acting when I see it."
"Are you calling me a bad actor?"
"Yup!" She grinned. "If there was an award for bad acting, I think you would get a prize."
"Like an Oscar?"
"Yeah, you'd get an anti-Oscar."
"You're so good for my ego." I dropped the act and laughed. "I'm glad you never decided to go into teaching or nursing. You'd have a lot of sad students and patients."
"I'm glad you didn't go into being a business owner, you'd have a lot of sad employees." She pouted. "Oh wait, oops."
"Very funny, Jane." I laughed. "I think I make a pretty good boss, don't you?"
"Do you really want me to answer that?"
"Yes."
"If by very good, you mean arrogant, then the answer is yes."
"So you think I'm arrogant?" I ran my hand through my hair. "Why do you think that? Just because I'm handsome and rich …"
"And blah blah blah." Jane continued my sentence for me. "Yes, for all of those reasons."
"Well, you do know what Taylor Swift says, right?"
"What?"
"Shake it off!" I sang. "Because the haters gonna hate, hate, hate."
"You know the lyrics to Taylor Swift songs?"
"I have younger sisters, remember?"
"Oh yeah." She nodded. "So when are you going to South Carolina?"
"In two weeks." I frowned. I really didn't want to go back home. I didn't want to deal with my dad asking when I'd be moving back home. I didn't want to deal with my mom bringing around all her friends’ eligible daughters, hoping that I’d ask one on a date and then get married six months later. I didn't want my sisters trying to hook me up with their friends or my dad's old cronies asking me if I had any interest in getting into politics. I missed my family and I loved seeing them, but I hated the pressures that came with visits back to the family home.
"You look thoughtful again." Jane’s voice jarred me out of my thoughts, and it struck me that she always seemed to realize when I had deeper thoughts on my mind.
"Nah, I don't do much thinking."
"I don't believe you," she said with a small shake of her head. "Is this it?" We stopped outside the steam room.
"Do you have anything to change into?” I asked her. “We're meant to take a shower before we go inside."
"Oh," She bit down on her lower lip. "I don't have anything …" She suddenly grinned. "But I have an idea. Where are the towels?"
"Why? Are you going to go inside naked?"
"No, Tate." She pulled her t-shirt off in one swoop and my jaw dropped as I stared at her in a hot pink pushup bra. "What are you looking at?"
"What do you think?" I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. The long lines of her neck. Her smooth shoulders. The valley between her breasts that I couldn't see completely because her pushup bra got in the way. The slight curve of her belly and the way her yoga pants fit her so much differently now that they weren't covered by a long baggy t-shirt. Shit, she was hot. Her golden-brown skin glowed with sweat, and I wanted to lean forward and lick it off of her. I was quite literally in shock. I had not expected her to take her shirt off like that.
"Honestly, I don't really care." She shrugged. "Get me a towel, please." And then she leaned down and started undoing the laces of her shoes.
"What are you doing?" I gawked as she took her shoes off.
"You've got eyes." She looked up at me. "What does it look like I'm doing?
"I have no idea." And then she shocked me again, by pulling her pants off and holding them up. "Okay, I'm ready to go in now." She handed me her t-shirt, shoes, and pants. "Take care of these for me, will you?" She smiled, then turned around and then opened the door.
"You're meant to shower first."
"You're not going to tell on me, are you?" And with that, she walked inside, leaving me standing there.
I stood there for what felt like years, but must have only been about ten seconds. I looked at her clothes in my hand and debated going in naked, but I dismissed that idea in about three seconds. I wanted to have some fun, but I wasn’t going to blow my load in the steam room while trying.
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