Tell Jeff to go get ready for you

"You romantic fool, you!" you say as you delight in Jeff's hands exploring all over you. "I don't want to rush this -- why don't we take it to your bedroom so Myra doesn't interrupt us?"

Jeff needs no persuasion, and he grabs your hand and starts to lead you toward his room. "You go ahead and get ready for me," you say, pulling free from his grip. "I'm going to freshen up. I'll be right there."

Jeff steals one last quick grope of your breasts before rushing to his room, pulling his shirt off as he goes.

You tear your attention away from his muscle-clad torso and pick up Myra's phone. After listening to confirm that the shower is still running, you open her messages and see the most recent conversation is with a guy named Seth. It looks like he is the one she is expecting shortly. A quick glance through the messages shows that she has confided to Seth about how you stole her boyfriend from her last night and how she never wanted to see him or you ever again. Seth was quick to offer his consolation, and you assume that's why he is on his way over.

You hear Jeff calling you from his bedroom and consider your options. Whatever you are going to do, it had better be quick.