She flicks a quick glance toward the bathroom, then her eyes meet mine and it almost seems like a warning. I know what she’s thinking. I’m thinking it too.

I give a small nod, and she rushes over to the corner, pulls on chunky sneakers and jogs to the door.

I sit on the couch, trying to figure out my next move and glance down at the coffee table.

She didn’t take her phone.

I pick it up and click into her iMessage app. But then I realize it’s not Brandi’s phone. It’s Nate’s.

Of course, the most recent conversation in his feed is with her.

Him: Need something while I’m out? On my way back.

Her: Almost out of tampons. Can u grab a box pls?

Him: Light or heavy?

Her: Both. You know how random my vagina is.

Him: Got u.

Her: Thanks :)

I scroll up to read their earlier messages and stop when I see a series of nudes Brandi sent a few days ago. I click the most recent one to get a better look. She’s wearing a black lace thong, but she might as well be completely naked since her ass is basically swallowing it whole, leaving nothing but a tiny thread of fabric showing. She’s twisted back, staring directly into the camera, a golden glow veiling her face. Not a smile but something close, like she knows exactly what she has. Proud. So comfortable in her own skin.

I swallow hard, trying to get rid of the lump in my throat and quickly swipe to the next one. Another picture from behind. This time I can see the gap between her thighs, which only makes her ass seem even more impossible. The next one is a shot of her from the front, one of her hands covering a nipple, the other down between her legs like she’s about to rub her clit for the camera. My mouth opens when I scroll to the last one. It’s a shot of her pussy. Just her pussy. Dark and smooth and perfect.

I swipe back to the others, the ones from the back.

The lighting is shitty and they’re too grainy, not that cool, slightly grainy way, but I can just see it. Nate stroking her from behind, slapping that heart-shaped ass until it turns red. Tugging on that small waist. Pushing inside her until she feels it in her stomach.

I know it drives him crazy.

Swipe. I bet she knows how to twerk, knows how to shake her ass just like the women in those strip clubs do, even while she’s getting fucked. They all do.