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Naomi: Maybe when you’re the last dick available.
Sebastian: Last dick available to YOU? I can make that happen. And you won’t only take me up the ass and cunt, but anywhere I want.
Naomi sees the message, but doesn’t reply. That’s what she does when she’s speechless or embarrassed. She just retreats into her silent cocoon, which usually means she’s aroused in one way or another.
All the talk about her ass and fucking has turned me painfully hard. My dick thickens against my jeans and I grunt as I readjust it.
If I don’t do something about it, I’ll spend the entire night in pure fucking torture.
I waited for the change, for her to reach out, and it happened. Maybe it’s time to take this whole thing to the next level.
Though Naomi might not like the change of events.
16
Naomi
“I’ll be fine, Mom.” I balance the phone on my shoulder as I grab a soda with one hand and the remote with the other.
“Lock the balcony doors and make sure the alarm is activated.”
“I will.”
“The windows, too, Nao. You always forget about them.”
“I won’t forget.”
Coughing comes from her end and it turns into a fit before she clears her throat. I want to tell her to stop smoking, that it’s bad for her health, but I’m horrible at showing concern. It’d appear as if I were picking a fight and trying to get on her nerves. I guess I take after her in that department. Because while I love my mom, I don’t tell her that. She doesn’t say it either. Declarations of affection have been rare between us since that red night that turned my life into a tragedy waiting to happen.
I used to never sleep until she read me a story or watched something on TV with me, and then we’d tell each other goodnight in both Japanese and English.
After that night, I withdrew from her and stopped saying goodnight. Mom tried to get through to me in the first few years, inventing new activities to do together, but since I wasn’t exactly cooperative, she stopped.
“I’ll remind you later,” she says once her fit subsides.
“Okay. Don’t you have a show to prepare?”
“I do.”
“Go on then.”
She hesitates. “Nao…”
I straighten on the sofa and pause with the can halfway to my mouth. Dread locks my muscles and all sorts of scenarios ran rampant in my head.
Did she find out that I hired a PI?
Kai wouldn’t have told her. We practically send emails back and forth daily and he tells me about where he’s been and the leads he’s following. So far, he’s processed the picture and can make out the license plate of the car in the background. He found out that my father might have driven a car with New Jersey plates, so my theory about him being an American is most likely true.
Kai found those details after a lot of digging. I didn’t know PI work took so long, but that makes sense with all the technical details and asking around he has to do.
Mom couldn’t have possibly met with him or found out through my bank withdrawals since I only do those in small doses and I pay Kai in cash. It’s just my paranoia talking.
“What?” The word scratches my throat on its way out.
“What do you think of California?”
“California?”
