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Chapter 66: Popcorn

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"In the bathtub?" Jace asks, grabbing my waist and trying to pull me closer. But since I’m lying the other way, he can’t manage it without waking Hannah. I can feel his frustration.

"Yes," I say, pinching the underwear a little higher, teasing. "Well..." I swallow, hesitating.

"I might have been... touching myself when I sent you that picture," I whisper, my cheeks heating up.

I'm not exactly lying. I did try to touch myself, but it didn’t really work. It wasn’t much fun. Still, I did think about him. And I need my underwear back, ASAP.

And I do often think about having sex in a bathtub or hot tub—it’s kind of hot.

Jace groans, dropping his head lower. "Fuck. I’m going to give you the biggest bathtub you’ve ever seen." His hand slides up to my shoulder, slipping his fingers under the strap of my dress. I quickly grab my underwear, balling it up in my fist.

"Will you join me? Will you teach me?" I ask, feigning innocence while hiding the underwear under my legs.

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