Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Cashel was not impressed, judging by his cute glare. “That ridiculousness is not going to help him to behave. He was just egging me on with some of those questions.”
Oh yeah.
“But the question really comes down to which ones?” I knew I’d gotten him when Cashel huffed. “I’m not sure I could tell but I could take a guess.”
Did Cashel want to play that game?
“Evil. Evil Dom.” After another glare, he pulled the ultimate Brady and changed the subject completely. “You’re not going to get clean this way.”
Picking up the loofa and body wash, Cashel kept up his adorable glare as he started scrubbing my chest and it got even more frustrated looking when he banged his elbow into the wall. “This shower is too small.”
Making him pause his scrubbing long enough for me to kiss his booboo and make his eyes twinkle again, I nodded. “Agreed. Especially for the number of kinky people in one place. Someone didn’t realize how often we’d want to bathe together.”
Cashel was trying not to laugh but Gareth was wonderfully Gareth and piped up with his own fascinating logic. “I think that might’ve been deliberate so we didn’t waste water by having sex in the shower constantly. Our school seems like the type of place to plan something like that out.”
Hmm.
The whole idea made Cashel’s brain start to whirl, but Gareth wasn’t done yet. “In our next apartment, I think we need to make the bathroom a priority because bathing everyone in shifts is going to get old eventually. What if I want shower sex once we’re at the pounding me into the mattress phase of our relationship?”
As I was pondering the steps in his relationship ladder, it seemed that Cashel was on the same page because he actually stuck his head around the curtain to study Gareth. “Is sex a precursor to moving in together for you? It doesn’t sound like it is.”
Since I’d been wondering the same thing, I just smiled when Gareth scoffed. “Of course not. I’m not going to pressure someone into a sexual activity that they might not be ready for.”
“But you will pressure them into moving in together?” Cashel’s slightly sarcastic question had Gareth sighing.
“Yes, because that’s a healthy step that we’ll need to take eventually.” Gareth seemed sincere as he kept going. “You really don’t see how much you love someone until you have to deal with their stinky feet every day.”
Who had stinky feet?
“Okay.” Cashel seemed to give up on arguing with Gareth about the logic of us moving in together and straightened so he was completely in the shower again.
As he finished washing down my chest and gently over my dick, he frowned thoughtfully. “I think you should be very grateful that you don’t have enough storage space for us to move in with you.”
I wasn’t sure if I was grateful or not, honestly.
I gave him a quick kiss as he motioned for me to turn around. “Well, I’m not sure there are any bigger apartments open right now, so we’ll have to make do and just work on keeping the walk of shames to a minimum. We can figure out the rest later.”
Cashel just sighed as he started washing my back, so Gareth happily took the opening. “We’ll need to figure out what kind of commute you can reasonably do once you finish your master’s. I don’t want you exhausted because of driving too much. That will drastically cut down on the amount of sex you’ll want.”
“Oh, good point.” He was a very good planner. “And we’ll have to work out the details on what kind of apartment we’ll need. Like, I’m not sure if you guys will need a home office or not.”
Cashel seemed to have decided to ignore the conversation altogether because he simply kissed the back of my neck when it seemed like he was done with the back of me. “Switch places with me. Let’s wash your hair.”
Bath time was the best.
Turning around and carefully shifting us so that I was under the spray, I gave him another quick peck. “Thank you.”
He shook his head like he thought I was insane but did his best to pretend to ignore the conversation. “You’re welcome.”
“I don’t think we’ll need something right off the bat, but if I’m actually going to become a professor, I’m going to need to go right into getting my master's.” Gareth sighed adorably. “But we need to make sure I have a good study space that won’t interfere with you guys doing stuff together. Just because I need to study doesn’t mean you guys won’t want to do other stuff together after your regular workday ends.”
Good point.
Cashel seemed to agree because he stopped pretending that he couldn’t hear our wonderful plans. “So at least two really big bedrooms in an apartment, one for an actual bedroom and one that can be made into a multi-use study or office space? We’ll probably need the second closet area anyway.”