The dresser rattled. I grabbed my phone, shoving my hair out of my face.
Colby: How was your night? You didn't call. Am I to assume you were murdered and raped?
Sage: Sorry. My battery died by the time I got home, and I was a little tipsy. I crashed the minute my ass landed on my bed.
Colby: No worries. Glad you made it back.
Sage: The night was okay. My feet hurt from dancing. Other than that, it wasn't really my scene.
Colby: Too many guys hitting on you?
Sage: No.
Colby: Oh, come on. There's no way anyone leaves you alone.
Sage: I think they might be afraid of Sasha. She's always on guard. I think my brother tells her to keep the men away from me. Idk. There was one guy brave enough to ask my name though.
Colby: Oh yeah?
Sage: Yeah. He was a little weird, so I didn't give him my number.
Colby: Probably was a douche bag. Besides, we have babies to make. No time for weirdos.
I giggled, sitting up in bed.
Sage: I will need breakfast before all of that. I don't know how long this baby making session will last.
Colby: Probably not long.
Sage: Oh no. That's no fun.
The thought of sex with Colby made me ache with lust. I got off the bed checking for a wet spot. And that was only suggesting it.
Colby: Well look at you. But I would be up for a second round. Just give me a Gatorade and five minutes.
I laughed again.
Sage: We need to stop talking about sex. This is not good for me. I have to be at the studio soon.
Colby: Are you saying I'm turning you on? You fucking perv!
Sage: I'm not afraid to admit that. Yes, you're turning me on.
Colby: Should I do the right thing and send you a dick pic?
Sage: Oh my god. I love you. You get me. I wouldn't mind a shirtless one though.
Sage: Girls never complain when a guy sends a shirtless pic.
A few minutes went by. Maybe my willingness to use his body for pure sexual gratification offended him. My phone buzzed and several texts went through.
Colby: Variety.
One picture was Colby in nothing but Gray sweats holding his phone, a serious expression. Perfect abs and a delicious fucking v straight down to his dick. The next one was Colby in black boxer briefs with a frown on his face. His bright eyes staring me down.
Fuck me. And he didn't ask for anything in return.
Sage: Holy fuck, dude. Your body is amazing. Do you ever miss a day in the gym?
Colby: Ha. You really need to quit telling me these things. Going to give me a big head.
I sat up on my knees and pulled my shirt over my head. Fluffed my hair and bit down on my lip taking a picture. Gave it a quick look and sent it. I wasn't by any means good at sexy photos. But what guy wouldn't like a girl in nothing but her bra and panties?
Colby: Holy shit. What are you doing to me?
Sage: The feeling is mutual. I have to shower, just know I will think of you in there.
Colby: 😊
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Number Neighbor
FanfictionI wasn't expecting it-a text from someone I'd never met. Colby Brock is my number neighbor, and we have nothing in common. After weeks of texting, we become friends, confiding our deep dark secrets and building a bond I never thought could be possib...