against the shower wall and nudge my nose with hers playfully. “It is to me, and I’m the only man seeing your biscuits right now so what I say matters.”
Her hand moves from my chest to my groin. “This is much bigger than a cannoli.”
“Okay, now we’re just embarrassing ourselves.”
We both burst out laughing and kiss around smiles as she slips her hand inside my trousers and strokes me to completion. It doesn’t take long for me either. Fucking hell, if foreplay with Tilly is this good, I can only imagine what sex will be like when we finally get there.
As we towel off, she glances at the clothes in a heap in my shower. “What am I going to wear home?”
“I’ll find something for you.” I wrap a towel around my waist and pad barefoot into my bedroom. Inside the walk-in closet, I retrieve a grey T-shirt and a pair of joggers that have always been a bit snug.
When I return to the loo, she’s wrapping her hair in a towel and wiping at the makeup streaks running down her face. “I’m a mess,” she says into the mirror.
“You’re perfect.” I move to stand behind her and gaze at our reflections. Her pale skin, my dark skin, her blue eyes, my black. We are opposites yet, I like what I’m looking at right now.
I retrieve a couple of cotton balls out of the drawer for her and sit on the counter as she scrubs at her face. “What are you doing next weekend?”
“I’m actually going to the big football game.” She side-eyes me with a sneaky expression.
“Are you?” I tilt my head at the fact that she’s kept this little secret from me.
“Mac and Freya were invited, and I guess they included me on that invitation. Apparently, it’s a big rivalry match, and everyone is going?”
“Yeah, Camden Harris plays for Arsenal, and Booker Harris plays for Bethnal, so usually any time the brothers face-off, it becomes a family affair with all the kids at the match. However, since it’s an evening game they don’t usually bring all the little ones, which will make the suite a lot less chaotic.”
“Are you saying you are going to be there?” She props a hand on her hip and hits me with big, doe eyes.
“Don’t act like you didn’t know.”
“I didn’t!”
“Your obsession with me is getting a little intense.” I slide off the counter and turn to face her in the mirror, noticing her eyes trailing down my chest. “We might need to take a step back and re-evaluate our situation.”
“Is that right?” she exclaims, splaying her hands out on the counter to glower at my reflection. “As I’m standing naked in your loo, you’re saying this to me? No wonder those poor women could only stand two months with you and that monstrous ego.”
I grab her around the waist and tickle her sides mercilessly, causing her towel to slip down off her bouncing breasts enough for me to have a really fucking lovely image to catalogue in my mind forever. Who needs shagging when you have naked Tilly to tease constantly?
She dries her hair and dresses in the clothes I gave her. I stare at her in fascination as I realise I can’t decide if I like the image of her in a towel or my clothes better. When she thinks I’m not looking, I catch her pulling the shirt up to her nose and inhaling deeply. She gets a girlie smile on her face, and I know without a doubt, I definitely like her in my clothes better.
“Brunch tomorrow?” I ask, walking her to the door and really wishing she didn’t have to leave.
“I suppose I could sneak away.” She stands up on her tiptoes and kisses me. “This sneaking around business is actually kind of fun.”
“Speak for yourself,” I grumble, my hands wrapping around her waist and lowering to her arse. “What will your brother say when you show up in a strange man’s clothes tonight?”
She licks her lips and slides her hands up my arms. “I’m sure he won’t even notice. He’s usually immersed in video games at this time of night.” She kisses me again, and it’s making it even harder for me to let her leave right now.
“You’re sure you have to go?” Fuck me, I’m pouting now. I’ve completely lost my man card.
“I’m sure.” She pulls away. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Okay, Trouble. See you tomorrow.”
Santino: I think we should tell Mac we’re seeing each other before