Snuggle Application

Eight

MAY

 "You have to be kidding me," Edmond muttered, reading through the lines for the third time in a row. I was pissed at the app too but the way Edmond reacted to sharing one bed made me wonder. I read the notification myself. All it gave was a suggestion. And if we did comply with that suggestion, we would get ten percent of the money that was confiscated from us. Considering they were not asking is to have s*x, I didn't have a problem with it but this man had plenty to say. He mumbled a lot of rubbish. Many of which I couldn't decipher but it made me wonder how in the world I matched with this man child. I fought hard to keep that opinion buried at the back of my mouth but my brain worked differently.

"You seem repulsed at the thought of us sharing a bed with me. What if they asked us to have s*x?"

Edmond frowned. "s*x with you?" A muffled laugh followed. "You're funny."

Oh, He didn't. I didn't want to admit it but it hurt. I wasn't what you would call a s*x symbol but if I slapped some makeup on and sent men the bedroom eyes occasionally, I was certain I could bag some. Did he think he was some kind of drool-worthy king or something? Sure, his blue eyes looked like saltwater, and the more I dared to peek into them, the further I got in them. He smelled like a sweet mix of rosemary and the ocean itself and the way he smiled....Ew... Simply put, he wasn't quite the catch himself. 

"Thanks for the compliment but I don't see why this arrangement should be bothering you." I bounced back with ease. "All we are doing is sharing a bed. The bed seems spacious enough and if we stay at our ends, we will be fine for the night. Except, of course, you are one of those men who cannot keep their hands to themselves. Are you afraid you might accidentally assault me, Mr. Edmond?" 

"I beg your pardon." He seemed more offended about being called a r****t the most. I had him just where I wanted him. It had barely been a day but I knew what was coming next. Edmond Walters was about to gloat. "I can get any woman I want of I so desire. You included. So I don't have to assault any woman. Get that?" 

 I nodded, stifling a laugh. "So are you going to do it?" I asked. "If not for the money, if snuggle does keep their word, we will be assured we can trust them without having to go legal?"

He pretended to think about it for a little while. Anything to acknowledge that I was smart and he was just being moody. "If you say so." He finally spoke. "I'll go shower." Edmond walked to the door, stopping once he slapped it half-open. "I almost forgot, are you hungry?" 

In all honesty, I was. I had barely had anything in my stomach. Not when I had to deal with that devil's advocate called Cupid. My stomach growled just thinking about what could be cooking but my mind was also overwhelmed and I was willing to starve myself for a few more hours if it would give me some peace and quiet pending the duration Edmond was freshening up for bed. "No. I had a granola bar on my way here." I lied whilst my stomach punished me. "Thanks."

"Sure," Edmond replied, sending a smile my way before trudging out.

 Once I was alone, I waltzed to the stack of boxes by the wall. I proceeded to tear the biggest open in a bid to fish out my nightdress. I had barely hours before Edmond returned so I intended to make the best of it. I dropped my nightdress on the bed. The bathroom was to the left of the queen bed. It was a decent size and tiled in simple white. I eagerly stripped off and stayed under the powerful stream of hot water long enough that the mirror steamed over entirely.

With one of the white robes slung loosely around my waist, I opened the door and poked my head out of the bathroom to get a gulp of cool air. Someone was there and that certain someone had their back turned against me. The dark wet tendrils of hair were what brought about the first flicker of recognition. 

"Edmond?" I mumbled. Heeding to my call, Edmond turned to face me. It was then I noticed the towel that had hung loosely across his hips was now in his hair. My eyes flicked down. He has a bulge. It wasn't what I would term an erection but it wasn't flaccid. I cringed with obvious regret and immediately placed a palm on my face. "What are you doing here?" I demanded. 

From the crevices of my fingers, I watched as he stopped ruffling his hair with the towel and wrapped it back to his waist. "What do you mean, what am I doing here? You convinced me to..."

"I didn't mean it that way..." I retorted. "I meant what are you doing here now? I thought you wanted to have dinner and shower?"

"I have done both," Edmond replied, a bit lost. "How long have you been in that shower?"

I knotted the robe tighter to my skin and reached for my phone. It had been over forty minutes. I had spent forty minutes in the shower. "Forty minutes," I answered.

"What! We're you having some midlife crisis in there?"

I cringed hard but I had to ignore him. I was more pressed about the fabric on my skin. I simply grabbed my nightdress on the bed and raced back to the bathroom, slamming it shut. I hung the robe in the bathroom. I changed into my nightdress which was a black silk dress that stopped at my knee. I brushed my damp hair backward and took a sigh before reopening the door. Edmond was curled up in the sheet this time. His towel hung on a chair by the dresser which made me wonder out loud.

"Why didn't you drop your towel on your way back?" I asked, thinking that he had returned to his room to get his PJs. 

"On my way back?" Edmond repeated in confusion. He switched his phone off and sat up straight causing the sheet to slide all the way to his hip. "Are you sure you are not hungry?"

 I could see his bare chest. My heart thumped realizing what that meant. Come to think of it, I hadn't heard the door open whilst I was in the bathroom. If he had never left, that implied that... "Are you naked?" I had to ask.

"Duh," He replied. "I sleep naked."

 That familiar thump in my chest returned in ten folds. "May Wolfe," the voice in my head told me. "You are royally fucked."