I throw her a look like I think she’s an idiot. “Just use the laundry room, Lo.”
Her head tilts to the side as she studies me. “You want me to stay?”
“Yeah. I know we said you should move in gradually, but I like having you here. If you’re comfortable and want to stay, you’re welcome to be full time whenever you want.”
“Oh,” she says. “I wasn’t sure when you wanted to transition.”
“I don’t have a timeline. Things should progress naturally,” I say pointedly, and she chuckles.
* * *
That night,I hear Lola as she starts the laundry. It’s late and I’m tired, so I head into the shower before bed. When I get out, I head to my dresser and start pulling out clothes and tossing them on the bed so I can change. I’m naked and in the middle of this task when a gasp turns my attention toward the door. Shit. I didn’t close it all the way.
Lola is staring at me through the crack in the door, and even as I catch her, she stays frozen, her eyes wide and fixed on . . . my penis. Under her gaze, it hardens, and her jaw falls slack as her eyes widen even farther, if that were possible. She grips the laundry basket tightly, and her eyes never lift from my lower body, watching as I harden completely. Her headphones are on, and she clearly hasn’t realized I’m watching her watch me.
My pulse quickens loud in my ears with my rising arousal. I grip one hand around my shaft and pump once. Her sharp intake of breath is just loud enough for me to hear.Is this the first time she’s seen a penis in person?I wonder. Has she ever seen a man naked before in the flesh? I have to push the arousing thought aside.
She’s wearing a black sweater with the collar cut off, and it falls off one shoulder. I don’t know how I’ll make it two months with her here and not touch her. I pump my dick a second time, studying her features intently, and this time her eyes lift to meet mine.
I smirk, and she returns it. Look at the guts on her. She doesn’t flinch when she’s caught. Doesn’t move. Doesn’t retreat. She keeps watching, my sweet, brave doll, my little pervert. I stroke myself a third time with our eyes locked.
As I walk to the door, I keep stroking myself. She swallows hard as I approach her, and her tongue darts out to lick her lips. I grip the door and shake my head at her with a teasing smirk, then close it gently in her face.
* * *
As brave asshe was last night when I caught her staring, Lola can’t meet my eyes today. She’s flustered and jumpy. I find her in the kitchen making coffee, and I grin wide at her. Oh, I’m going to have fun with this.
“Morning, Lola. Sleep well?” I tease.
She wraps both hands around the coffee mug and sips before saying, “Uh-uh.”
“Any sweet dreams?” I ask.
Her cheeks flush a deep red, and it is so freaking arousing. Teasing her is backfiring in the worst way. I’m starting to understand my fate for the next two months is to live all day with a full erection. Fuck. This is going to be painful.
Lola shakes her head. “Nope. No dreams.”
As I brush past her to grab a cup from the cabinet, I get my mouth close to her ear, taking in the smell of her shampoo—something sweet and tart. Green apple, maybe? I whisper in her ear, “Oh, I had a glorious dream.”
“Oh, yeah?” she asks, and her voice squeaks, making her wince.
“Yeah. It was about this peeping Tom—”
“Karl!” She rushes to take a step away from me, and I can tell she’s forcing herself to look me in the eye and pretend to look unaffected. “I’m sorry about last night. It wasn’t on purpose. It just happened, and then . . . I—I don’t know what happened. I just froze.”
“Relax, Iggy,” I say, more playful now. “I know it was an accident.”
“Good.” She grips the hem of her shirt and pulls it down. “Can we pretend it never happened then?”
“You got it.” I grin widely and sip my coffee. “So, what do you wanna do today?”
* * *
Lola is evil.
And she has me by the balls. How can a seemingly sweet, nineteen-year-old have so much power over me?
The rest of our day together is normal. She goes to work. We have dinner together. We walk Pixel in the evening. I honestly think we’ve both forgotten about what happened last night.