“Okay,” I agree, although I already know I won’t. Nothing could happen that can’t wait until he’s finished.
“Good. Now, be a good girl while I’m gone. Give Jesse my love,” he teases, knowing that’s my first port of call this morning. Leaning forward, he steals a kiss before whispering, “I’ve left you some little gifts.”
“Oh?” I ask breathlessly.
“But you need to find them first.”
His tongue plunges into my mouth, cutting off my response. He kisses me until my knees are weak, and after dropping one final kiss to the tip of my nose, he leaves me standing there, barely holding up my own weight as he marches away from me, then quickly leaves the flat.
My eyes scan the room, wondering what he could have possibly left for me.
I don’t realise I’m playing with my necklace once more until I spot a sticky note on the wardrobe and drop it as my curiosity gets the better of me.
Open me.
Doing as I’m told, I pull the wardrobe door open.
My gasp of shock rips through the air when I find rails and shelves full of what are obviously women’s clothes.
Another pink note catches my eye, and when I pull on it, I find it’s attached to a pair of jeans.
Wear me.
Shaking my head at the pure insanity of this, I pull the jeans out, finding that the hanger is attached to another with an oversized hoodie.
On the front of the hoodie is another note.
Top drawer. Which do you think are my favourite?
My heart thunders in my chest as a million butterflies take flight in my belly at how much I love this little game.
Reaching for the drawer, I pull it open to find the most incredible selection of lingerie. They’re arranged like a rainbow of silk and lace.
“You’re in so much trouble, Tobias,” I mutter to myself as I try to imagine just how much money he’s spent on all of this.
Running my fingertip over the delicate fabric, I select a lacy set the exact same colour as my dress the night we first met and pull it free.
The tags have already been taken off, so I’m unable to find out how much it all cost. I pray that it fits, because it would pain me to see all this go to waste.
I’m not sure why I was worried, though. The second I slide the incredibly soft lace onto my body, I realise it fits me like a second skin. Hands down, it’s the most comfortable underwear I have ever had the pleasure of wearing.
A smile plays on my lips as I shake my head.
Walking toward where my bag sits on the bedside table, I pull my phone out and snap a photo before I chicken out.
Jodie: Did I choose right?
I hit send and try to forget that I’ve just sent a photo of my almost naked body to a boy. I have never, ever done something like that before. But Toby makes me reckless in all the best kinds of ways.
His reply comes faster than I was expecting, and it makes my heart jump into my throat as I unlock my phone to read his response.
Toby: I’m coming back. DO NOT MOVE.
A laugh falls from my lips.
Jodie: Don’t you dare, schoolboy. Be a good boy and don’t get detention, and I might let you take it off me later… with your teeth.
Toby: Damn it, Demon. I’m so fucking hard for you.