Whoever this man was, he probably had thousands of women throwing themselves at him. For now, she was enjoying the teasing and flirting, but surely that’s all this was.
So what can I do to convince you that I’m really a tiger, and not secretly a hyena or something? J20h added to his previous sentence.
I don’t know if you can convince me…it would just be too easy if you were a tiger. I’d have to let you hunt me down and make me your mate, Aubrey replied, smiling to herself at how boldly she was talking to him. In real life, she’d never speak to a man like this, but the internet made it so easy to say things.
He replied immediately. Then we’ve just got to get together…
Hm, maybe . I’ll have a think about how you can convince me – might need some research, but truth is I’m off for a few days again at least.
What? God, how hard are they working you?
I know, it sucks sometimes. I’m only home for a short break before an important piece of research. I hope to have more free time when it’s done.
You’ve got to leave me with something. I’ll go crazy waiting for you to return, he said.
Like what? Aubrey replied, her lips curling up in a smile. Hopefully the guy didn’t want nude pictures, because that would be taking things a little too far, no matter how bold she’d grown during their conversations.
Well, there’s no profile picture for you. I vaguely know what you look like from what you’ve told me, though. Beautiful brown hair and hazel eyes…curvy and wonderful.
Hey, all I said was brown hair, brown eyes and curvy. You’re the one who added in the ‘beautiful’ and ‘wonderful’ parts! she replied, her smile growing wider.
Well, I can tell you’re beautiful. And I bet that you describe yourself as curvy as a way of being modest about your amazing body. I bet you have gorgeous legs and cleavage that’d make me pass out.
Is that right, Sherlock?
Uh-huh. Anyway, I think you should tell me something more specific, so that if we passed each other tomorrow, I’d know it was you.
Well, I have a certain necklace I always wear. If the top I’m wearing is low enough you’d see it, but not in a professional capacity…
What does it look like? he asked.
It’s a silver wolf medallion, with a crescent moon.
You’ve done it now, I’ll be checking out the cleavage of every babe I meet.
So…nothing new there then? Aubrey teased.
Sure, but I’ll only do it in a gentlemanly way. Promise.
Aubrey could not imagine how that was supposed to work, but the chat had brought a smile to her face, and it was just what she’d needed. It was getting late already, and she had a lot of traveling to do the next day, so she finally said good night, though J20h insisted the matter was ‘ To be continued’ , regardless of how long her work made them both wait.
Something told Aubrey he was being totally serious about that, and it made her heart leap. She smiled at her reflection in the bathroom mirror as she thought back to their conversation while she brushed her teeth.
Maybe I’ve really found someone…on a website, for god’s sake.
Only time would tell.
Chapter 2
Jesse was being ridiculous.
He had told himself this several times, but as yet could not seem to snap back into normality.
Closing his laptop after Yerbua bid him goodnight felt like closing the door on a sense of belonging. What was it about the girl behind that account that made him feel such a sense of connection? It felt like they’d known each other for years, even though they had never met in person.
When they’d last spoken, Jesse had logged out and jokingly said to himself, ‘that’s it, I’m not looking at another woman until I find out who and where this lady is’ . As sincere as this might sound, he was familiar with the saying ‘easier said than done,’ and wouldn’t have suggested betting any money on his commitment to saving his body for her.
Since maturity, sexual encounters were something Jesse did
So what can I do to convince you that I’m really a tiger, and not secretly a hyena or something? J20h added to his previous sentence.
I don’t know if you can convince me…it would just be too easy if you were a tiger. I’d have to let you hunt me down and make me your mate, Aubrey replied, smiling to herself at how boldly she was talking to him. In real life, she’d never speak to a man like this, but the internet made it so easy to say things.
He replied immediately. Then we’ve just got to get together…
Hm, maybe . I’ll have a think about how you can convince me – might need some research, but truth is I’m off for a few days again at least.
What? God, how hard are they working you?
I know, it sucks sometimes. I’m only home for a short break before an important piece of research. I hope to have more free time when it’s done.
You’ve got to leave me with something. I’ll go crazy waiting for you to return, he said.
Like what? Aubrey replied, her lips curling up in a smile. Hopefully the guy didn’t want nude pictures, because that would be taking things a little too far, no matter how bold she’d grown during their conversations.
Well, there’s no profile picture for you. I vaguely know what you look like from what you’ve told me, though. Beautiful brown hair and hazel eyes…curvy and wonderful.
Hey, all I said was brown hair, brown eyes and curvy. You’re the one who added in the ‘beautiful’ and ‘wonderful’ parts! she replied, her smile growing wider.
Well, I can tell you’re beautiful. And I bet that you describe yourself as curvy as a way of being modest about your amazing body. I bet you have gorgeous legs and cleavage that’d make me pass out.
Is that right, Sherlock?
Uh-huh. Anyway, I think you should tell me something more specific, so that if we passed each other tomorrow, I’d know it was you.
Well, I have a certain necklace I always wear. If the top I’m wearing is low enough you’d see it, but not in a professional capacity…
What does it look like? he asked.
It’s a silver wolf medallion, with a crescent moon.
You’ve done it now, I’ll be checking out the cleavage of every babe I meet.
So…nothing new there then? Aubrey teased.
Sure, but I’ll only do it in a gentlemanly way. Promise.
Aubrey could not imagine how that was supposed to work, but the chat had brought a smile to her face, and it was just what she’d needed. It was getting late already, and she had a lot of traveling to do the next day, so she finally said good night, though J20h insisted the matter was ‘ To be continued’ , regardless of how long her work made them both wait.
Something told Aubrey he was being totally serious about that, and it made her heart leap. She smiled at her reflection in the bathroom mirror as she thought back to their conversation while she brushed her teeth.
Maybe I’ve really found someone…on a website, for god’s sake.
Only time would tell.
Chapter 2
Jesse was being ridiculous.
He had told himself this several times, but as yet could not seem to snap back into normality.
Closing his laptop after Yerbua bid him goodnight felt like closing the door on a sense of belonging. What was it about the girl behind that account that made him feel such a sense of connection? It felt like they’d known each other for years, even though they had never met in person.
When they’d last spoken, Jesse had logged out and jokingly said to himself, ‘that’s it, I’m not looking at another woman until I find out who and where this lady is’ . As sincere as this might sound, he was familiar with the saying ‘easier said than done,’ and wouldn’t have suggested betting any money on his commitment to saving his body for her.
Since maturity, sexual encounters were something Jesse did
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