Chapter 14
MAC
The doorbell woke me. I ignored it, thinking maybe Dad ordered a package and it was delivered. But it rang again.
Climbing from bed, I stomped downstairs and pulled open the door. If I had to sign for something, I could do it in my boxers.
It wasn’t a delivery driver.
It was Georgia. In a thick furry robe and slippers. Her hair was back in a ponytail, and she didn’t have any makeup on. She looked different, but still amazing. And that wasn’t a good thing in only boxers.
“Um, sorry to wake you,” she said to my chest. “But I have no hot water.”
The cold air was coming in, which stirred my brain. Which meant I was thinking, and my thoughts were on whether she had anything on under that robe.
Yeah, my boxers weren’t going to contain my dick for long.
I stepped back.
Got my head out of my underwear.
“Shit, you must be cold.” Of course, she was. I left her standing out there long enough for her to have to ring twice. “Come in.”
She scurried inside.
“Probably the pilot light’s out.”
“Right, well, I don’t want to bother you since you’re trying to sleep.” She was still talking to my chest. Because it was bare. And I was only in my boxers. If she looked any lower, she was going to get more of an eyeful than she bargained for.
“Georgia.”
“Hmm?”
“Up here,” I said, waving my finger toward my face.
She whipped her head up and blushed.
“Why don’t you take a shower here and I’ll look at your hot water heater later. If it’s okay with you, I’ll go in while you’re working and check it out.”
She nodded, clutching the front of her robe closed. “Fine. That works for me.”
I pointed up the stairs. “First door on the right. Towels are on the shelf above the toilet. Oh, um, there’s only Andy’s shampoo in there.”
She held up a bag I missed before. “Got everything I need in here.”
“Good.”
She eyed me a little more, then blinked and scurried upstairs.
“Georgia,” I called.
She turned around on the top step.
“Hope you have your toy submarine.”
Fuck, it was fun making her blush. And glare. Yeah, payback was so sweet.
The bathroom door slammed and I made my way to bed, tipping over face first. I may have thought my little teasing was a good idea, but I barely slept because all I could think about was Georgia down the hall, naked, wet and using that purple vibrator.