“Ay, Selle.”
“Hm?”
“You know you can’t get rid of me, right?”
She rolled her eyes. “We’ll see.”
“Nah. You’ll see.”
“Can you send Kiano in?”
“You going to wash his back too?”
“And his dick.” She stuck her tongue out.
I couldn’t stop myself from laughing.
“Brat,” I grumbled.
“You adore me,” she countered.
“Yeah. I do.” I admitted.
She slid the door open and I leaned in to kiss her yet again, unsure how I would ever be able to stay away.
I sauntered out of the bathroom and found Kiano sitting on the couch, tapping away on his phone.
“Jiselle is waiting for you in the shower,” I announced.
“Alright.” He stood.
I exhaled and stayed where I was while he walked toward me. He brushed past me and I tensed. I deflated when the door shut, taking a deep breath then jumping into motion.
I looked around Selle’s spot for the first time. I mean, really looked. I yanked several of her drawers open and rummaged. I didn’t find anything interesting, just clothes, sex toys, and old photos. When I opened her closet, I saw she had an extensive shoe collection, mostly boots but a good amount of heels too. She didn’t have anything crazy inside either, an expensive ass camera, luggage, three different bongs lined along the top of the closest, just regular shit. I stepped out and closed the door.
I walked over to her dresser and looked at the shit on top—unfolded clothes she’d tossed off, weed, and a grinder. I paused and my eyebrows knitted together when I could have sworn I saw a little light above me. I reached toward it, running my hand along the back of her wall and pausing when I felt a little bump. I gripped it and yanked it down. I stared down at the little camera in my hand.
I looked toward the bathroom.
We’d left that nigga alone for all of twenty minutes and he’d set up a camera in her spot?
He had to be fucking crazy.
I looked toward the bathroom when I heard Selle laughing inside. I made a mental note to check each room when I got the chance.
In the meantime, I just slipped the camera into my pocket.
9
When I opened the bathroom door and stuck my head inside, Jiselle was beneath the water spray. I took a shaky breath. I wasn’t sure the last time I’d been this nervous in my entire life but I walked over anyway. I knocked lightly on the door and she slid it open.
“Hey,” I said softly.
“Hi.” She grinned. “Come on.”
I swallowed and stepped into the shower.
Even though I’d already seen her naked, my eyes slowly trailed her. I wanted to commit every inch to memory.