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was totally off-limits to me? Sounded a bit too much like torture.
“Sure,” I grunted, too polite to turn this woman down. “She couldn’t have asked me herself, though?”
“She’s um... she’s still unpacking,” Kari replied, and I could tell right away that this was some ploy by her and Dad to get us to hang out. I sighed, but I couldn’t be bothered saying no and risking Dad’s wrath.
“All right. I’ll go tell her,” I said, brushing past her as I exited my room and walked into the hallway.
Sasha’s new room was just next door to mine—something I was sure was going to be absolute hell for me. That perky ass, those full tits of hers, and only a door away? The whole situation screamed trouble.
“Thank you, Logan,” her Mom called out from behind me. I turned and gave her a tight-lipped smile. She seemed disappointed as she walked off, but I didn’t let myself worry about it. Instead, I firmly knocked on Sasha’s door and then stepped inside.
“What the hell?” she shouted at the top of her lungs, looking up with a startled expression in her eyes. She was pulling on a pair of jeans, jumping around the room to get them on.
“Sexy,” I said with my eyebrows raised as she furiously buttoned the pants up.
“You can’t just walk in here like that,” she said, glaring at me. “Can’t you see I’m getting changed?”
I couldn’t help but stare at her, remembering the tiny bit of panties that had been exposed through her zipper a moment earlier. Black lace. I wanted to see more. Or less, preferably.
“Just wanted to tell you I’m giving you a ride to class once you’re done,” I said with an angelic smile. “Your Mom asked me to.”
“Why?” Sasha crossed her arms defensively, glaring at me as I matched her gaze. It was like we were having a staring contest in the middle of her room.
“Probably to get us to bond,” I replied, rolling my eyes. She did the same. At least we’d bonded over that .
“Fine, let me just use the bathroom and we can go,” she said.
“It’s just across the hall.”
“I know, your Dad showed me,” she said. “But thanks anyway.”
She pulled her toothbrush out of her toiletries bag, and I could barely hide my smile as she headed for the bathroom we now shared.
“I’ll just be a minute,” she said. “I need to brush my teeth.”
“You do that,” I replied, voice dripping with amusement. My plan was already being put into action, and she’d only been in the house for an hour or so. Amazing.
I waited in front of the bathroom, mentally replaying the steps I’d taken before Sasha arrived. The day before, I’d bought some red food dye, and I’d also bought a fancy bottle of mouthwash for our shared bathroom before placing it on her sink.
Do the math.
Obviously she’d notice that the mouthwash was red when she saw it, but it was raspberry-flavored, so she wouldn’t expect anything less. There were plenty of different flavored mouthwashes in various colors around these days. My favorite was a green spearmint flavored one. Of course, that never stained my teeth green…
I just had to hope she didn’t look in the mirror too closely when she was finished.
She came out of the bathroom a moment later and looked at me like she’d just smelled something rotten. I smirked at her, and she rolled her eyes.
“What, don’t you ever smile?” I asked her, affecting an innocent tone.
She didn’t reply. She headed for the stairs instead, but I stood in her way, giving her a flash of my pearly whites.
“Come on, just one smile,” I begged.
Sasha glared at me, then stretched her lips into a grimace that could have been a snarl, but was most definitely not a smile. Best thing of all?
Her teeth were the color of blood, and she looked like a vampire.
I snorted and barely managed to cover it up as she shot me a suspicious look. My prank had worked—she looked like she’d been drinking blood moments ago. Excellent.
“What’s so funny?”
“Sure,” I grunted, too polite to turn this woman down. “She couldn’t have asked me herself, though?”
“She’s um... she’s still unpacking,” Kari replied, and I could tell right away that this was some ploy by her and Dad to get us to hang out. I sighed, but I couldn’t be bothered saying no and risking Dad’s wrath.
“All right. I’ll go tell her,” I said, brushing past her as I exited my room and walked into the hallway.
Sasha’s new room was just next door to mine—something I was sure was going to be absolute hell for me. That perky ass, those full tits of hers, and only a door away? The whole situation screamed trouble.
“Thank you, Logan,” her Mom called out from behind me. I turned and gave her a tight-lipped smile. She seemed disappointed as she walked off, but I didn’t let myself worry about it. Instead, I firmly knocked on Sasha’s door and then stepped inside.
“What the hell?” she shouted at the top of her lungs, looking up with a startled expression in her eyes. She was pulling on a pair of jeans, jumping around the room to get them on.
“Sexy,” I said with my eyebrows raised as she furiously buttoned the pants up.
“You can’t just walk in here like that,” she said, glaring at me. “Can’t you see I’m getting changed?”
I couldn’t help but stare at her, remembering the tiny bit of panties that had been exposed through her zipper a moment earlier. Black lace. I wanted to see more. Or less, preferably.
“Just wanted to tell you I’m giving you a ride to class once you’re done,” I said with an angelic smile. “Your Mom asked me to.”
“Why?” Sasha crossed her arms defensively, glaring at me as I matched her gaze. It was like we were having a staring contest in the middle of her room.
“Probably to get us to bond,” I replied, rolling my eyes. She did the same. At least we’d bonded over that .
“Fine, let me just use the bathroom and we can go,” she said.
“It’s just across the hall.”
“I know, your Dad showed me,” she said. “But thanks anyway.”
She pulled her toothbrush out of her toiletries bag, and I could barely hide my smile as she headed for the bathroom we now shared.
“I’ll just be a minute,” she said. “I need to brush my teeth.”
“You do that,” I replied, voice dripping with amusement. My plan was already being put into action, and she’d only been in the house for an hour or so. Amazing.
I waited in front of the bathroom, mentally replaying the steps I’d taken before Sasha arrived. The day before, I’d bought some red food dye, and I’d also bought a fancy bottle of mouthwash for our shared bathroom before placing it on her sink.
Do the math.
Obviously she’d notice that the mouthwash was red when she saw it, but it was raspberry-flavored, so she wouldn’t expect anything less. There were plenty of different flavored mouthwashes in various colors around these days. My favorite was a green spearmint flavored one. Of course, that never stained my teeth green…
I just had to hope she didn’t look in the mirror too closely when she was finished.
She came out of the bathroom a moment later and looked at me like she’d just smelled something rotten. I smirked at her, and she rolled her eyes.
“What, don’t you ever smile?” I asked her, affecting an innocent tone.
She didn’t reply. She headed for the stairs instead, but I stood in her way, giving her a flash of my pearly whites.
“Come on, just one smile,” I begged.
Sasha glared at me, then stretched her lips into a grimace that could have been a snarl, but was most definitely not a smile. Best thing of all?
Her teeth were the color of blood, and she looked like a vampire.
I snorted and barely managed to cover it up as she shot me a suspicious look. My prank had worked—she looked like she’d been drinking blood moments ago. Excellent.
“What’s so funny?”