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Emily
1 month and 1-week prior…
“Is that Kelly you’re texting?”
I held a change of clothes in my hand because I was headed to take a bath. Benjamin sat on the couch, and I could hear his phone pinging repeatedly while I was in my room.
He nodded. “Yeah, she wants me to hang out tomorrow.”
I hovered in the hallway. “She still hasn’t given up?”
He simply sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Do you need to use the bathroom before I bathe?” I asked.
“I’m good.”
I slipped into the bathroom and shut the door. It was already ten PM. I had worked an early shift today. I stripped and hung a towel on the shower rod as I filled up the tub. It was time to shave as much as I didn’t want to, but it was hot all the damn time, so I barely wore any clothing. I had a love-hate relationship with summer.
My hair was in a clip, and I worked on shaving my legs first. Once they were finished, I worked on my bikini line before deciding I’d rather shave it completely. I was halfway done with it when I spotted a black thing on the edge of my tub. I lifted my eyes and screamed. My arms splashed into the water as my hysteria came out sounding ridiculous, something like, “He-he-hoo-ho-ahhh.”
I scared it onto the floor and used the chance to stand up and grab the towel. Only I was too afraid to step onto the floor where that monster was. That was the biggest spider I’d ever seen.
“Jesus, Emily, what’s wrong?” Benjamin was on the other side of the door.
“Come, kill this spider! I’m covered up!” I panicked.
He opened the door, took one look at me standing in the tub, and then to the floor where the vicious monster was. “You have socks on, kill it with your foot!” I told him.
“I’m not killing it with my foot,” he told me as he glanced around for something to use. He grabbed my hairbrush.
“Not my brush,” I hissed.
“You want me to kill it or not?”
I shut up and watched as he stepped closer. It jumped at him. This time it was Benjamin who did the scream of hysteria that sounded something like mine. I was too stunned to realize what he was doing, I was just briefly thinking that I needed to take his man card when he jumped into the tub with me. His foot slipped, he reached for me, we tipped and slipped in the tub. His head and back smacked into the faucet, completely breaking it. I landed on top of him. He groaned and arched his back. He was soaked. My white towel clung to my body as all my weight rested on him. The faucet was spewing water, but I was worried more about Benjamin. “Are you okay?” I asked quickly, raising up so that I could grab his head.
“I’m fine.” His eyes opened, and my breasts greeted him. My nipples were sharp points, and I quickly backed away and covered them with my arms when I realized it. What was even more embarrassing, he seemed to realize that I was naked with a wet towel. His eyes were suddenly everywhere.
I blushed. “Benjamin. We broke the faucet.”
He placed his hands to the side and gently raised himself up and looked back. “Shit. I’ll have to shut off the water and go get a new one.” But then his gaze was back on me again, roving over me.
“Where’s the spider?”
He sighed. “Here. Give me a second to look for it.” I leaned back and gave him space to stand up and climb out of the tub. He was completely drenched, but he grabbed a towel and tossed it to me instead. “Your nipples are distracting me.” He wasn’t looking at me as he spoke. I was more worried about the spider and faucet to say something back. He searched around the bathroom while water spewed from our broken faucet. “I think it got away, Emily.”
“Don’t say that.”
“Here, come on.” He reached for my hand and I took it as I stepped out of the tub, searching for the spider. “I’ll look again for it later. I gotta get this water turned off before we destroy the floor.”
I nodded. I hurried to my room as he disappeared to deal with the water. I shut my door and dropped my towel. “Shit,” I muttered. Half my cooch still needed to be shaved. There was no way I was going to get to shave the rest tonight.
“I turned off the water, but I won’t be able to go out and get a new faucet until tomorr—”
“Benjamin!” I screamed just as he opened my door. One arm had gone to my breasts and the other my privates. I didn’t think I covered myself in time. He saw my half-shaven vagina perfectly. “Why would you just walk in?”
“Sorry, I wasn’t thinking.”
He was still standing there. My bust size was impressive, so I knew my arms weren’t doing anything to cover them.
“Benjamin!”
He shut the door.
“Emily?” He called my name from the other side of the door.
“Don’t,” I warned him.
“Were you shaving when the spider came to visit?” There was amusement in his voice.
“How many times a day do I have to tell you not to be annoying?”
He simply chuckled.