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"You know what? Fine. If it makes you happy." Ava stated bluntly. "But, if I do catch you looking, you better make good on that promise. I'll make sure I get payback a thousand times over."

Jackson seemed to gulp, before placing his hands over his eyes. "Alright. Fair. But, I need you to guide me into my apartment and unlock the door. Once I'm inside, just take a seat at the kitchen table and let me know when you're situated. That way I can come inside, and know I won't see you."

Ava raised an eyebrow, as Jackson dropped his keys to the floor, and placed his hand palms over his eyes. "Why? Don't trust yourself?" She curiously asked with a smile.

Jackson laughed lightly for a moment. "More or less. I also don't trust you to say I looked when I didn't. This ensures I can't, even if I wanted to. So long as you keep your eyes on me."

Ava didn't quite no how to respond, and stood silently for a moment, trying to mentally prepare herself for the act of ditching the robe. Twenty yards and the time it would take her to unlock the door was how long she would be naked in the hallway. Even more embarrassing for Ava, she couldn't help acknowledging it wasn't the first time either.

"You may want to hurry, or someone's gonna come out in the hall and ask what's going on." Jackson warned. Ava gulped, and took a deep breath.

Before she could change her mind, Ava quickly untied the robe and tossed it off her shoulders, letting it fall onto the floor. She couldn't help but try covering herself, raising an arm to cover up her breasts as she tried to stay focused on the task at hand. Ava quietly tip-toed across the carpeted floor of the hall, towards the key. A brief thought of Jackson turning around, and uncovering his eyes to drink in and laugh at her nudity filled her head for a moment, causing Ava to almost lose her footing. She quickly snatched the keys off the floor, and looked to her right, at Jackson's face. She could not see any way for him to steal a glance with his hands positioned as they were, leaving slightly more reassured. But that didn't mean Jackson had her full trust, as she slowly backed away while facing him, keeping her eyes tuned for any movement of his hands.

Finally, Ava felt her butt press against the cold, painted wood of the door. The sensation served as a chilling reminder that her clothes were locked behind another door, and that all her hope to avoid exposure rested in Jackson's hands. She looked to the keys in her hands, and grew nervous as she realized she had no idea which keys were the right ones to open the door. "Uhh... Which keys is it?" Ava questioned, fumbling the keys in her hand.

"Fourth to the right of the keys with the Bengals logo on them." Jackson answered indifferently.

Ava located the correct key, and repositioned herself so that she could unlock the door, and keep an eye on Jackson at the same time. Ava glanced lower than his face for just a moment, and her eyes widened when she noticed a tent forming in Jackson's pants.

"Ah hah! You lying ass! You were looking! I don't know how, but I got you!" Ava exclaimed, opening the apartment door and stepping inside. She quickly hid her body behind the door, trying to put something between herself and Jackson's eyes.

Jackson seemed both confused an surprised. "What? That's impossible! I've been covering my eyes the whole time! You just want me to owe you a favor!"

Ava scoffed. "Oh yeah? You're innocent? You're little friend says otherwise! Makes it obvious you couldn't resist looking, and managed to peek just a bit in some way I couldn't catch you."

Jackson's face reddened greatly, and he instantly began to stammer. "N-no, wait! Not what you think! I just... Well, when I heard the keys, my mind got racing with the idea that you were standing naked right in front of me. I never actually looked, but I guess I got a little... carried away for a minute."

Ava blushed. "So you're telling me that just the thought alone was enough to give you a hard-on? Really?"

Jackson nodded his head, and tried to regain his composure. "I'm sorry. Honestly. I'll try to think harder about something else."

With a sigh, Ava realized she couldn't prove it after all. His answer was plausible enough, and she even felt a bit flattered. But she still wasn't certain, and felt **** to come back out into the hall. After a moment of recollection, Ava slowly made her way back into the hall, and approached Jackson. She looked again, and couldn't see there was a tent in his pants anymore, and felt a mixture of both relief and disappointment. Ava slowly guided Jackson back towards his apartment, and shut the door behind herself after leading him inside.

Ava took a look around the apartment. In some ways, it was similar to her own. A living room, a balcony, a small kitchen, and a single bedroom. Almost completely identical, minus the mix and match furniture that all looked like hand-me-downs that had seen better days. It was a slight mess, but Ava couldn't hold anything against Jackson given her unexpected arrival. After navigating her way into the kitchen area, Ava called out a loud "Alright. Go ahead."

Jackson was quick to move towards the closet, and Ava could hear the door open, followed by the sounds of some scrambling around. She waited idly for several minutes, taking a look around the kitchen and the neighboring living room. Curiosity was starting to get the better of her, and Ava wanted to take a look inside the closet.