The image of Sharon, naked, standing in front of one as water cascaded over her clit while he pounded into her from behind filled his mind.

Fuck yeah.

Maybe that’s why the apartment was so nice. A really nice apartment could add a little motivation for staying late and staying overnight at work. It was a sexy apartment. Or maybe that’s just where his head was at because of Sharon.

Walking out of the bathroom and over to the bedroom windows, he looked out into the city. The windows were tinted so that no one could see in, but he could see everyone out there. It didn’t feel like he was completely invisible to all of them, even though he knew it intellectually.

Sharon up against these windows would be pretty great too...

Yeah, he was not going to be able to get his mind out of the gutter until he finally saw her again tonight. Then he’d be able to wallow in the gutter to his heart’s content.

Well, ‘heart’ might be the wrong organ...

His mouth quirked into a smile and he pulled his phone out of his pocket to send a text.

Jake: What are you wearing?

It took less than a minute for his phone to beep with a return text, he hadn’t even finished packing up his tools.

Sharon: Leggings and a t-shirt. What are you wearing? 

Jake: Jeans and a t-shirt. I’m on a job site. Got any underwear on?

Sharon: I guess you’ll find out later... are you all hot and sweaty?

He couldn’t help but chuckle at how quickly she’d turned the text around on him. She was what Patrick and the others called a ‘brat.’ Although he hadn’t done a ton of sexy texting before, he couldn’t remember any other woman ever jumping right into wanting to know what he had on and asking him more questions than she answered.

There was something fun about it.

Jake: Definitely. Just finished tiling a bathroom.

Sharon: Ooo, let me see!

Jake: Me or the bathroom?

Sharon: I was talking about you, but I’m not opposed to looking at a good bathroom reno either. 

He laughed out loud.

Okay, so she was crude sometimes, too attention-needy, and way too chaotic... but she could also be entertaining as hell.

Jake: Send me a picture of what you’re wearing tonight and I’ll send you a pic of both.

Sharon: Can’t right now, other people around ;) But I can tell you that I’m planning to wear a slutty red dress and some high heels.

Usually, the fact that she would call her own wardrobe slutty would grate on Jake’s nerves, but right now... He’d seen her at Stronghold a few times wearing a red dress that had given him a few fantasies peeling it off of her.

Jake: The one you wore last month?