Jules pov
"He's not gonna stop pestering me about the damn phone unless I turn it on today, for a bit at least. I'm just scared I might forget that he's listening in and say something that might give us away." I admitted, chewing at the inside of my mouth.
"You won't need to worry about that at all if we're not having an actual conversation, bunny, like I said before, we could just be doing something together, something which he's not supposed to want to listen in on, you know what I mean?" He was standing in front of his closet as he spoke, water glistening over his bare shoulders and back.
He went to take a shower a few minutes ago.
I bit on my bottom lip as my eyes trained down his back, over the sides of his waist which slimmed down at the part joining his hips.
"That's gonna feel really weird." I huffed out, which was nothing but the truth.
