chapter 34

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I am grateful that it is a Friday night and that there was no work the next day. Once I have finished cataloging all the emails Will had given me I went home.

While I was in my car, Clary called me to let me know she was in the Barbados.

"Hi Tessa!" her cheerful voice sounds from my bluetooth car speaker.

"Hey! It's good to hear your voice. I'm driving now so you're on my stereo."

"I'm sorry I didn't text you when I got off the plane. I sort of forgot."

"That's fine, you don't need to apologize. At least you're calling now."

She laughs. "Yeah it felt weird going a day without hearing your voice."

"I felt weird too, waking up in an empty apartment. We've been roommates for over four years."

"And best friends for even longer than that," she adds.

"How's Jace?" I ask.

"Oh he's having fun. I think he's having more fun than me, actually. Did you know he can surf?"

"I did not know that, but that sounds so cool."

"Yep, and he looks damn good while doing it too."

"You really love him do you?" I can hear the endearment in her voice when she talks about him. I can only imagine that one day someone would talk about me like that.

"Yeah," she gushes. "Oh- Jace is coming back. I've got to go."

I near the front of my apartment as she says this. "Me too, I just got home."

"Bye Tessa. Love you!"

"Love you too," I smile before disconnecting my phone from the speaker.

Once I lock my car doors, I enter my apartment. I immediately wash my hands and take a shower.

It's calming to have quiet and stillness at home for once. Though I did miss Clary, this change was nice. I heated up leftover soup for dinner, made a cup of tea, and brought it to my bedroom. While I debated if I should read a book or watch a movie, the memory of my conversation with Sophie comes to my mind.

Just out of pure curiosity,  I try to remember where I'd last seen the vibrator that Clary had given to me. It could've gotten lost during the move from our old place to this apartment. I get up from my bed and open the bottom drawer of my desk. It was still there. I pick up the box and open it on my bed.

"Is it supposed to go inside of me?" I wonder aloud. I click a button and the device vibrates in my hand. I experiment with it, clicking the different buttons and discovering that there are different settings to it. Not knowing how it could possibly be used to pleasure me, I set it aside.

My phone dings. It's a text message from Will.

You doing anything?

No why?

I couldn't stop thinking about you today.

I smile at my phone. What were you thinking about?

I could come over and show you.

Biting my lip, I type: Come over.

Be there in 10.

I set my phone aside. I am alight with anticipation. I feel like I should change out of my oversized t-shirt. I quickly slip into some lingerie and throw a thin tank top and shorts on top of it. By the time I finish brushing my teeth and cleaning my room, I hear my doorbell ring.

I swallow down my nerves as I open the door. "Will."

"Tess," he says, amused.

"Come in," I tell him.

"Excited, are we?" he steps into my apartment. He's still dressed in his work clothes, black pants and a necktie and oxford.

"Stop," I whine.

He purses his lips. "Will do. You've got quite a nice place here." He looks around my cozy apartment as I head back to my bedroom. He follows me and sits next to me on my bed.

"Thanks. Do you want anything to eat?"

A smile plays on his lips. "I'm fine. So what do you want to do?"

"We could watch a movie," I suggest half heartedly. The truth is I wanted Will, but I was too shy to say it forthright.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" he asks if he knew exactly what I truly wanted.

"Yes." No.

"You're lying. I can see you blushing. You're a terrible liar, d'you know that?"

"Shut up Will."

"You really think you can just say anything you want to me, do you?" He turns to me with narrowed eyes.

"Yes," I reply. "I'm 22, I can do as I please."

"Come here."

I scoot closer to him. "Will, what-" My words are cut off as he brings his lips down to mine, swiftly silencing me.

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