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I walk to the opposite side of the room and slump down against the wall.
"Oh, so it’s like that?" Teal scoffs.
"It is not like anything. Call her and tell her you are pregnant, and she might let us out."
"That's if she locked us in here in the first place. Anyway, I don't want to tell anyone yet. You are not supposed to tell anyone until three months have passed. That's when the main danger is over."
"Dange of what?"
"I don't know! Like you care, anyway!"
"I do care!" I claim.
"How about we just stay on opposite sides of the room and pass the time alone?"
"That is fine with me."
I think she might be joking, but fifteen minutes later, she has not said a word to me. Not that I have said a word to her either… How are we ever going to raise a child together?
There's nothing in the panic room except for a case of water and heat. I undo another button before I get up and grab a bottle of water. I grab one for Teal too and pass it to her.
She mouths, "Thanks."
I sit down and unbutton the front of my shirt, opening it to cool myself.
"Yeah, it's fine for you. You can take your shirt off, but I'm stuck in this dress, and I'm stuck being pregnant."
"Hey, I have seen it all before anyone. Be my guest and take it off."
"Yeah, you would like that, wouldn't you? Get your kicks from seeing me helpless in my underwear."
"Yeah, that is how I get my kicks."
Teal drinks the water and wipes her brow with the back of her hand. She rolls the bottle against her forehead and pulls at the neck of the dress, trying to get the air to circulate.
I turn to the side and place a shoulder against the wall. "I will not look if you want to remove a layer."
Teal does not respond, but I can feel her considering it. A minute or two later, she pulls the dress up over her head. I promised that I would not look at her, but I cannot help myself. When the dress covers her face, I take a look at her bosom.
The last time I saw the sight, I was pretty drunk. I am stone-cold sober now and get to appreciate what I appreciated and forgot. She looks amazing in the dress, but she is fucking sexy out of it. I have to remind myself that this is not the time or the place to be thinking such things.
"You don't have to sit like that," she says. "It's no different from wearing a bathing suit.”
I turn and face her again, pressing my back to the wall. I cannot help looking up and down her body.
"At least look me in the eye," she says with a half smile.
"I am a man. What do you expect?"
"Yeah, you can't use that excuse for everything." She sighs. "I know I am adorable to look at, but less of the undressing me with your eyes would be nice."
"There is very little left to undress…"
"If you were any sort of gentleman, you would be in your underwear too, so I could at least feel a little more comfortable."
"Wouldthat make me a gentleman?" I ask.
"I don't know, but it would make me feel better."
