She let out a laugh. “I’m sorry, but you asked. ”
“So…has it?” I asked with a smile.
“What?”
“Has it?” I repeated, knowing damn well she’d heard me the first time.
“Has it, what?”
“The book, Whitley…has it turned you on enough to have you reaching for your vibrator?”
Oh my God. Just talking to her about this had me wanting to take myself in my own hand. What in the hell is this girl doing to me?
“I don’t even own one!”
Damn.
“Courtney bought me one though and left it by the Kindle. ”
She’s trying to kill me.
I had to pull the phone away and take a deep breath. “You still haven’t answered me, Whit,” I said, grinning.
“Do you really want to know, Layton?” she asked with a purr.
Yep…she’s fucking trying to kill me. Act cool, Layton. You’re not interested in her. Just friends…talking about…orgasms with vibrators.
I took a deep breath before answering. “Yeah, I’m curious. ”
“Well…it’s getting pretty hot. I’m thinking I might have to…you know…”
“No, Whitley…tell me. ”
“Layton…this is starting to go somewhere two friends shouldn’t go. Plus, we just met today. I think we’re both tired…maybe a little lonely, too. I don’t really want to hear you jacking yourself off over the phone. ”
I started choking and then laughed. “Holy shit, CG! Wow. You think pretty highly of yourself, don’t you? How do you know I’d even be the slightest bit turned-on by you giving yourself an orgasm?”
“You wouldn’t?”
“No…I wouldn’t. I don’t look at you like that, CG. ” I tried my best to adjust my growing dick.
“Oh, okay. Well…I was just about to start it up, but—”
“What?” I practically choked again on my own damn word.
“I was getting to a good part, but I think I’ll close it up for the night. ”
Dead. I’m dead. She has succeeded in killing me.
I smiled as I decided to play right along with her. “Okay, well…I’ll have to remember that you’re a serious person when it comes to bets. Sleep good, CG. ”
Nothing. Silence.
“Whitley?”
“Um…yep…you, too, Layton. ”
I smiled bigger, trying hard not to laugh. “Night!”