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‘Got laid yet?’
‘Ruby.’
‘Well, it is a sex club. Even you could get it there.’ Her grin loosened the tension between us and I rolled my eyes.
‘No. I haven’t. I’m just doing the bare minimum.’
‘Have you met Ewen yet? He’s such an ass.’ I tried to ignore the way Ruby shifted in her seat, only half paying attention to the conversation.
‘Yeah. I had to perform with him.’
That grabbed her. ‘Shut the front door! You didn’t?’
‘Only once.’
‘What did he do?’ Ruby took a drink from her tea as Maggie came over and placed a large slice of apple pie in front of her. ‘Oh, I didn’t ask for this…’
‘Eat up. You’re looking like a wind might blow you over.’ Maggie didn’t accept another word.
With a sigh, Ruby popped a piece into her mouth, her body visibly relaxing as she chewed.
‘So… What did he do?’ she insisted. ‘He’s a fucking weirdo. He likes inflicting pain. Nuts.’
‘He thought I was you, so he just did what you guys normally do, I guess. Slapped me with a crop a little.’ I didn’t mention how wet I got, it was my dirty little secret. Ours. Even if Ewen didn’t know it.
‘Did he mark you up? He better not. He knows I don’t like that. I hope he paid you well for his BDSM shit.’
‘Yeah, he paid extra.’ How could I tell her that I’d have done it for the usual rate? Hell, I’d have done it for free. When he touched me, it made me feel more than I did after going at myself for an hour. One touch, and I hadn’t been able to kick him from my head ever since. I’d been waiting for him to make me perform again, but he hadn’t. Not since I’d told him how broken I was.
Seth opened the café door and signalled to Ruby with a sharp jerk of his head.
Ruby’s eyes widened, and she stood up so quickly that she spilled her tea all over the tabletop, spreading like a murky little puddle toward my laptop. I snatched it up and looked up, but she was already hobbling toward the door on her crutches. Without even saying goodbye.
Maggie came over with some paper towels and helped mop up the mess.
‘I don’t like her new one,’ she said as they passed the window in the direction of our flat.
‘Me either.’
THIRTEEN
EWEN
The rhythmic clipping of my shoes against the wooden floor melds with the soft jazz music filtering through the club as I pace in front of the bar.
‘You’ll wear a hole in the bottom of those shoes if you keep that up,’ Alfie said, leaning against the bar and watching me with an amused smirk.
‘I’m not doing anything.’
‘My arse. You’ve gone back and forth enough times that someone might mistake you for a bloody yo-yo. Sit down and have a drink. What’s got you all worked up?’
‘Nothing.’ I forced myself to stop and centre my angst with a slow breath before I joined him at the bar.
‘Have you forgotten that I’ve been living with you on and off for months? I know that something is up when you’re acting like a bee caught under a glass,’ Alfie said, pushing his glass forward so the barman could top it up.
I couldn’t tell him that my whole body itched with the need to get close to Cora again. I’d broken into her home. I’d come in her panties while watching her touch herself. I’d pressed my cum against her while she slept… and I wanted to do it again.
I wanted more. Watching her at work, knowing that she had no idea what I’d done, was driving me crazy. Knowing she had a day off and might be in her room sleeping–unknowingly waiting for me–made me want to abandon everything and go live in her fucking closet. Just hole up in there until she sleeps, then sneak out and taste every inch of her.
