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Seventeen
Wes
Devon Montgomery:You’re squirming. Either you REALLY hate the suit or you decided to use a butt plug and didn’t tell me?
I let out a soft chuckle at the text, but unfortunately it does nothing to relax me. I still feel completely claustrophobic in this fancy suit.
Me:I WISH I had a butt plug in! Maybe it’d take my mind off the fact that I’m literally suffocating right now
Devon Montgomery:Would it help if I said you look incredibly sexy in the suit?
Me:Not really. We both know I look incredibly sexy in everything I wear…or don’t wear??
Me:Also your opinion holds very little value to me
Devon Montgomery:That’s okay. You’re wellbeing is of very little concern to me. As long as your dick is still functioning later tonight I don’t really care what happens to you in the meantime
Me:You’re such a fucking slut
Devon Montgomery:Pot/Kettle??????
I chuckle and slip my phone back into my breast pocket.
“Oh my god, what’s wrong?” Emma gushes, eyes wide with concern.
I frown at her. “What?”
“You weresmiling,” she says in an almost accusatory tone. “You’re wearing a suit and you weresmiling.”
I cringe. “Gee, thanks Em. I really needed the reminder that I’m slowly suffocating to death.”
It’s Mum’s party tonight, so of course Emma has made the trip home for the weekend. And, unlike last time, Mum really put her foot down about the black-tie dress code for tonight, which means I’m stuck wearing a monkey suit for the night and being slowly choked to death by my own bow tie. What an epic epitaph that will be.
And if you thought having Devon lurking on the other side of the room would be helpful in any way, think again; not only am I suffocating, but I’m horny and suffocating. It’s going to be alongnight.
“So, what were you smiling about?” Emma pries, sipping casually at her water.
I shrug. “I was sexting. Some guy called me a slut.”
“Sounds like a real prize,” she says with an eye roll, which prompts me to let out a burst of wild laughter.
Her brows draw together, and she scans her gaze over me, clearly perturbed. “Are you okay?”
I offer a wry smile. “Perfectly.”
“Emma, it’s lovely to see you.” I startle at the sound of Devon’s voice so nearby; I thought he was all the way on the other side of the room.
My sister smiles up at her ex, reaching up on her tip toes to brush a kiss to his cheek. “Hey, Dev. Thanks for coming—Mum’s thrilled that you’re here.”
“Of course.” He turns to me, his eyes scanning up and down my body. “Wes—dressed for the occasion for once, I see.”
I send him a hard glare, one eyebrow cocked in challenge.
His lips quirk in amusement and he reaches into his pocket for his phone. “Nice seeing you,” he says with a polite nod before disappearing back into the crowded party.
A moment later, I get a text.
Devon Montgomery:So do I get to unwrap you like a present tonight?
