lifted me over his shoulder.
“Ooh…nice ass,” I said.
He slapped mine, and I jumped. “Where’s your room?”
“End of the hall.”
He walked into my room, threw me on my bed, and lay down next to me. He pushed my hair off my shoulder. “It’s a little premature, but I would like to think we’re heading toward a relationship.”
I raised my eyebrows. “You’re not just saying that so you can have sex with me without a condom again, are you?”
Travis pulled me into his arms and laughed. “My little skeptic. I’m saying that, so I get to hang out and spend time with you. Because that’s what people in relationships do.”
Thirty-Four
Travis
I looked away from my phone as I heard Sydney move on the bed. She rolled toward me and put her head on my shoulder. Her brown hair was messy, and her eyes were puffy from sleep.
She looked adorable.
“Mmm…good morning,” she said, her voice hoarse from sleep.
“Good morning.” I kissed her forehead and slid an arm under her head.
She brushed her hand down my chest and abdomen and back up. “Mmm…it’s been a long time since I woke up to a man in my bed.”
“Are you forgetting last weekend?”
She smiled up at me, her eyes half-closed. “That was the hotel bed. I’m talking about my bed.”
“Ah…got it. And I’m glad I could break your dry spell.”
She looked to my phone, which I was holding up. “What are you doing?”
“Just scrolling through Instagram.”
She continued to rub my torso. “That’s your app of choice, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. I used to be on Facebook, but it got to be too much. My personal page, my professional page, groups…”
“I forget how young you are sometimes.”
I wrinkled my forehead. “I’m not that young.”
She kissed my chest and smiled. “Young enough that you’re in the group of twenty-something-year-olds that make me feel old for using Facebook.”
“I never said you were old.”
She laughed. “I know. You should hear my niece.”
I smiled. “I can imagine.” I opened up my messages and scanned through them. At the same time, I noticed that Sydney looked away. I assumed it was to respect my privacy.
The woman was a keeper.
I went through them, saving some to reply to later and replying to a few right away. “Oh my God.” The next one, though, I hadn’t been prepared for. I should have been, but those kinds of messages still surprised me every time.
Of course, Sydney looked up at my exclamation.
My first instinct was to hide the image on my phone, but I was innocent.
“Is that…hold on.” She reached over and put her glasses on. “Holy crap.” She burst out laughing. “Those are some huge boobs.” She grabbed my cell out of my hand and zoomed in and out. “Wow. Those babies are impressive.” She handed me back the phone. “Do you know who sent the pic?”
I just stared at Sydney. She’d laughed. She hadn’t gotten mad or upset. She thought it was funny.
I cleared my throat. “Uh, no. It’s some random fan.”
“You, too, huh?”
“What do you mean, you, too?”
She rolled her eyes. “I’ve gotten my fair share of dick pics.”
“You have?” I was surprised.
“Yeah. I guess it’s because I write romance. Apparently, the conclusion is, I write about sex, so I must want pictures of strangers’ dicks. When are men going to learn that women don’t ever want that, and if they do, they’ll ask for it?”
I laughed. “Do you keep any of them?”
She looked away from him. “Do you?”
“Don’t judge, but sometimes, I show some of my friends before I delete them.”
“You perv. I can’t believe you,” she said, her voice full of sarcasm.
My eyes widened. “You do it, too.”
“Duh. Of course.”
“So, do you have any on your phone right now?”
“Uh…no.” She looked up at the ceiling.
“You liar.”
“Okay, I have one because I’ve never seen anything like it.”
I made a come-here motion. “Show me.”
“Okay. But it’s your turn not to judge me.” She grabbed her phone from her nightstand, did a couple of moves on her phone, and passed it over to him.
“Holy shit.” Instinctively, I reached down and cupped my dick.
“Right? It’s a Jacob’s Ladder. Ribbed…for her pleasure.” Sydney laughed at her joke.
I was horrified. “That looks so painful.”
“I suppose it is.” She took her phone back. “I’ve always thought it would be cool to have sex with a guy with a penis piercing, but this is just too much.”
This caught my attention. “You want to have sex with a guy with a penis piercing?”
“Technically, I said it’d be cool. I want to know if