My shower time earlier didn’t do jack to stop me from wanting her. In fact, I think it did the opposite. I let my mind go crazy with possibilities and now I can’t stop picturing her doing every dirty thing she did in my fantasies.

“We were going to watch an episode of New Girl. You wanna stay?”

I glance at our half-finished marketing plan, and she follows my gaze. “I’ll finish it later.”

I know this concession is for her roommates—putting off homework so she can do what they want, and it pisses me off a little for her.

“I should go. I have some other things to do.” I nod to her laptop. “Email me what you have so far.”

“Oh, sure.” Her brows furrow in confusion. Probably because I haven’t questioned a thing she’s done on the project. I’ve let her take the lead and, to be honest, do most of the work. Aware that the roommates are watching now, I lean down and lift her chin so I can place a kiss on her lips. “Later.”

I’m buried in demographics and sales numbers for this stupid pen that I can’t imagine anyone wanting when my phone pings with a text notification. I rub at my eyes and close Joel’s laptop.

Chloe: You missed a great episode.

Fuck, I’ve been at it for two hours. Which means…

Me: Admit it, you watched more than one. Traitor.

Chloe: I didn’t exactly have control of the remote. They’re going to watch one more. Want me to wait and watch with you?

Me: Nah, go ahead.

Only a few minutes pass before she sends me another.

Chloe: What are you doing?

Me: Thinking about going to bed. Might go for a run first.

Chloe: A run before bed??

Me: Relaxes me, helps me fall asleep.

I leave out the fact it sometimes helps keep me asleep all night.

Me: What do you do when you can’t fall asleep?

Chloe: The usual. Count sheep, read a book, watch porn, listen to music.

Me: Whoa, whoa, whoa. You watch porn to help you sleep?

Chloe: Just checking to see if you were paying attention.

Me: To you? Always.

Me: Now back to my question.

Chloe: Having a roommate makes watching porn a little awkward.

Me: Bummer, I hadn’t thought of that. I myself enjoyed some erotica earlier today.

I’m afraid I’ve overshared when she hasn’t responded two minutes later. I’m about to turn my phone on silent for the night when a text finally appears on screen.

Chloe: Let me guess, lesbian porn?

Me: Nope.

Chloe: Gang bang?

Jesus Christ, I’m getting worked up just thinking about her sitting in her dorm tapping out those words.

Me: Nah, standard dude with chick porn. Sorry to disappoint, you freak.

Chloe: To each their own, I suppose.