“Maybe it was something like that,” she said. “But, like I said, I’m good.”
“You lie.” I could tell, despite her best attempt to tease me, she was horny as fuck.
That evil grin returned. “Maybe, but you won’t know since you should be getting out and dressed before Av figures out we’re both in here. Now, excuse me while I get cleaned up.”
It was all teasing, but she was right and I knew she wasn’t going to do anything more right now. Not with me, anyway. With Kaia, it had been about one-upping each encounter, likely leaving each of us wanting more. We still had two days to go. I could endure…
“You’ll be thinking about me,” I said as I stepped out.
“You’ll be obsessing over me,” she quipped back.
I sighed and let the curtain fall back. I toweled myself off, half expecting her to change her mind and call me back, but she didn’t. I restrained myself from going back for another look.
Dry, I wrapped the towel around my waist and let myself out into the much cooler hall. Just as I closed the door, Kaia’s bedroom door opened and a bleary-eyed Avery stepped out. Huh?
She looked up at me and was clearly startled. Was that because of me only wearing a towel? Or having come out of the bathroom where the shower was still running? Or for having caught her coming out of Kaia’s room?
My train of thought was interrupted when it dawned on me what she was wearing. Much like Kaia, Avery was wearing only a thin shirt and panties. In my twin’s case, it was a pink tank-top and lacy blue panties. I couldn’t recall having ever seen her walking around the house wearing that little when we still lived together. I also tried really hard not to check out the way the tank-top perfectly conformed her small breasts.
“Looking for Kaia?” I said, taking control of the exchange.
“Uh, yeah.” At least she hadn’t freaked about me seeing her in so little. Like I could talk…
I nodded backward. “She’s in the bathroom.”
Avery gave me a suspicious look. “And what were you doing in there?”
I shrugged, trying to act like it wasn’t a big deal. “Just finished up my shower. She wanted me to leave the water running so it wouldn’t cool down.”
“While you were in there?”
I gave her a “what can you do” look. “Yeah. She doesn’t seem to have much respect for personal space.”
Avery seemed to almost accept that at face value. Whether it worked or not, I had no idea and no intention of letting the conversation go on any longer.
I said, “Anyway, I’m freezing, so I’m going to get dressed.”
“Right,” she said, finally looking down at my lack of attire. “Wouldn’t want to show up to breakfast in a towel.”
“No.” I took one last look at her, this time fixating a bit on her bare legs. She might have been bordering on skinny, but what she had was toned. That came from years of track and cross country. From the look of it, instead of gaining the freshman fifteen, Avery had lost another couple percent of body fat.
I hurried upstairs to dress, all the while wondering if the girls had spent the night together and, if so, what did that mean. They couldn’t possibly be…? Nah. I knew Avery was into boys and, well, now I knew for sure about Kaia. Overactive imagination, I decided. Still, it was a fun imagination.