This Could Be Us But You Playing

Chapter 28: What Do You Mean

I finally got to my hotel room after running around all day doing interviews. As soon as I got in the room, I stripped down out of my pants and put on one of my dad's old college t-shirts that stopped right below my butt. I jumped into bed and got comfortable, putting one of my hands under my head. I grabbed my phone off of the bedside dresser and called Dinah.

Hello?

Hey baby.

Hey. Isn't it like 3 am on the east coast?

Yeah, so?

You have a concert tomorrow, Y/N. Go to sleep.

But I can't. And I want to hear you talk.

I heard her sigh and move around.

Fine. What do you want to talk about?

I don't know.

She giggled.

Of course you don't.

I stayed silent just enjoying the sounds of her breathing.

I thought you wanted to talk?

No. I wanted you to talk. So, go ahead.

Okay. Well, do you know that pictures of us in the ocean got out today?

What?! Did they see any of you?

I said sitting up. She giggled again and my heart fluttered at the sound.

No. They just saw us neck deep in water. The headline I believe was "Finding Y/S/N"

I laughed this time.

So, did you have to explain that in interviews?

Yeah, they all asked about it. Even when I thought they wouldn't. And they would do it right after they asked about who was single or taken.

There's reporter's for you.

Yeah. Babe you sound tired.

Babe you sound horny.

She gasped.

What no I don't!

Do you hear the way you're talking to me? Your voice is all soft and sexy. You want me.

Sure I do. I bet you're just half sleep trying to keep me on the line.

Well I bet this half sleep girl can make you want her by just talking. I told you I could do it.

Oh yeah? And how are you going to do that?

She said not sounding convinced. I smiled knowing that she was about to get mad at me.

I'm not releasing my secrets. But I do have a question.

Okay?

Have you ever had phone sex before?

Well, I'm assuming I have.

Let me guess. Nela was a moaning mess while you just sat there listening to him uninterested?

Wow, it's like you were there.

She said sarcastically.

Yeah, whatever. That doesn't count.

And how would you know?

Because by the end of the call, you should be mad that the only way you can release yourself is by doing it yourself and not me.