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morning. This had to be a record for him. Normally he’d sleep until the early afternoon.
    “Hello,” I said as I wiggled into my skirt. I smoothed the material down and looked in the mirror. Gracie was right. It fit me perfectly.
    “Did you like it?” he asked immediately.
    I smirked, knowing exactly what he was referring to, but I decided to play coy.
    “Excuse me?”
    “The picture, Viv. I knew you’d enjoy an eyeful of my tackle. What better way to start your day,” Cole stated with enough arrogance that it tiptoed between attractive and obnoxious.
    “Well, I couldn’t really see anything. It was so small,” I responded, trying not to laugh.
    Cole growled in my ear. “Don’t play that game with me, baby girl. Size has never been a problem. I’ve got more than enough package to keep you happy.”
    I laughed. “Yeah, me and every other girl out there.” I just couldn’t help myself. The jealous shrew seemed to be rearing her head already and we had only just started talking.
    “Don’t start that shit again, Viv,” he warned and I knew my remark had annoyed him.
    I could almost hear Cole grinding his teeth.
    “Just stating facts,” I said.
    “Always about the other chicks! Look, I love your possessive shtick. It’s hot and all. But not so much when I’m trying to have a little conversation.”
    Was he serious?
    “Well, I sent you a picture of my boys, you need to send me a picture of your boobs,” he said, bringing us back to more important topics apparently.
    “What?” I asked incredulously.
    I could hear Cole sighing. “Your boobs, Vivian. I want a picture of your magnificent tits.”
    I laughed. I couldn’t help it. He was so unbelievable sometimes that it was hard to take him seriously.
    “I am not, and I repeat, not texting you a picture of my boobs. So get that thought out of your head right now,” I said firmly.
    “Aww, come on, baby! I need something to whack off to this morning,” he whined.
    “I’m sure there’s a magazine or two under your pillow as we speak. I’m sure you can find more than enough wank material,” I assured him, applying some mascara. It was getting late. I was going to have to leave soon.
    “But it’s not the same. I know what yours feel like. It makes the fantasy so much more real.”
    I wasn’t sure if I should be flattered or repulsed. I settled on a strange mixture of both.
    “Sorry, Cole. I can’t help you out. I’ve got to get to work. I start a new job this morning, so I can’t waste time texting you pornographic pictures.”
    “This is bullshit,” Cole muttered.
    “Stop being such a baby.”
    “Stop being such a prude!”
    “Fuck you,” I lobbed back.
    “I would if I were there,” he countered.
    I found myself laughing again. Sometimes we were just too ludicrous.
    “That right there is my favorite sound in the entire world,” Cole said suddenly and my giggles subsided immediately.
    I cleared my throat. “I have to go, Cole,” I said, not liking the tightness in my throat at his careless, throwaway compliment.
    “You got a new job?” he asked, surprising me. Cole wasn’t one to take much interest in anything that didn’t have a direct correlation to him.
    “Yeah. I’m pretty excited about it,” I answered.
    “Tell me about it,” he urged, shocking me again.
    I was silent for a heartbeat too long.
    “You still there?” Cole asked, snapping me out of my dumbfounded stupor.
    “What’s this about, Cole? Why the sudden interest in what’s going on with me?” I asked shortly.
    I was met with stunned silence.
    “I’m a dick,” Cole said suddenly.
    Then I was laughing again. Side splitting, snort out my nose laughing.
    “Well, I’m not going to argue with that,” I told him when I was able to settle down.
    “I am interested in what’s going on with you, Viv. I know I don’t act like I care, but I do. When you left on Sunday, that hurt. I didn’t like thinking that you were upset. I wanted to talk to you. Make you