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I spun around so fast, my ponytail hit my face. One of my bright pink bras sat on the sink. Shit. It was sheer and lacy and one of my secret bras that no one ever saw. It was just for me, and now Theo Sanders had seen it.
“Fuck. I’m—that—sorry.” I shoved by him and clutched it to my chest, my face on fire. I couldn’t look him in the eyes. “Humiliating.”
“Audrey, hey,” he said, his voice soft. “This isn’t a big deal at all. I mean, now that I know you wear sexy bras under those scrubs, I’ll have to force myself to not think about it.”
“Why would you think about it?”
“Uh, because I’m a dude, and you have boobs.” He laughed, but when I didn’t, he frowned. “Hey, seriously. This isn’t a big deal.”
“Because you see bras all the time?”
“No.” He fought a grin but made sure to hold my eyes. “Do you want me to make it even?”
“Even?” God, why was I using one-word answers? Why did Theo mention my boobs? Why was I burning up everywhere?
“Yeah. Here.” He set his bag down and shoved fabric around until he pulled out black briefs. “These are mine. See? I’m not embarrassed.”
“Oh.”
His dimple appeared as he set his stuff in my bathroom. “Do you need anything in here before I shower? I’d hate to be in the way.”
I shook my head.
“Alright, I’ll be quick.” He shut the door, and I fell onto my bed. Shit.
My scrubs!
I didn’t recall touching any weird fluids, but I needed to get in the habit of removing them before touching anything. I stripped out of them immediately, standing in my black underwear and matching bra. This one wasn’t as lacy, but it held my breasts tight to my chest and kept them out of the way. I had the same boobs my mom did, which meant they were big for my body and often caused me back pain. I needed thick straps to hold them down.
“Hey, do you—” Theo poked his head out of the bathroom, his gaze moving down my body. It started at my face, then my chest, down my stomach to between my thighs and legs. His lips parted, and his tongue went the side of his mouth, and that little gesture sent moisture between my thighs.
“Shit. I’m sorry.” He jerked back and smacked his head against the door. “Fuck. Damnit.” Then the door shut.
Holy shit.
I couldn’t breathe. I panted for breath, absolutely frozen. Theo Sanders checked me out, that I knew, but me? What? I exhaled and took a few seconds to settle down. My body was out of control. My limbs didn’t know what to do with that much attention. Everything went into overdrive. My nipples tightened, the beaded points almost poking through the fabric. My pulse raced, and my mouth watered.
Was this lust? Attraction?
It had been so long I forgot. It wasn’t that I’d avoided guys the last five years, but I just didn’t have time. I’d made out with my sophomore boyfriend a lot, and he’d grabbed my boobs a few times, but we never did anything more. I was a twenty-one-year-old virgin who decided to have a sexual awakening with Theo Sanders in my dorm room.
This was a terrible moment to suddenly be wondering what it’d feel like to have someone touch me. And Theo Sanders of all people. Fuck. I needed to get dressed. Fast.
I found an old pair of ripped jeans and shoved my legs through them, buttoning them before finding a black tank top. It landed an inch above my waistline and showed an inch of skin. It would have to do because the water had shut off.
Did Theo take the fastest shower to mankind? How long had I sat there, thinking about him touching me?
I added a pair of earrings—topaz, the birthstone of my dad—and applied one layer of mascara because…I wanted to. It had nothing to do with Theo being here. Nothing like that.
The door opened, and I braced myself. For what? I wasn’t sure, but I gripped the side of my desk and waited. He stepped out, and his wet hair had curls. Fuck.
I was doomed. I was wildly attracted to Theo Sanders.
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Theo
