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“Tell me all about it.”
“Well, we met just the two of us.”
“No Benny?” He frowns into the pillow. “Wasn’t that dangerous?”
“No.I had security all over that place, and a panic button directly connected to Benny. It made Vasco feel more at ease if it was just the two of us. It looked like I was trusting him.” Carter jumps when he feels something cool touch his hip. “Shhh. Just the cream. You're alright."
Carter focuses on his breathing. “Right. Sorry.”
“It’s okay.” He starts gently spreading the cream along the curve of Carter’s hip, towards his right ass cheek. “I had a particularly nice cognac that he was extremely excited about.”
“Cognac?”
“His favorite. I had Mica track down a very rare, very expensive bottle and casually mentioned it was an option. He was a very happy man.”
A very happy man.Guilt flashes through Carter again. “Probably not that happy, though, right?”
“How do you mean?”
“Because I wasn’t there…”
“Oh, he didn’t mind all that much. He wanted to focus on the meeting anyway.”
“So, he was fine with not having a slave?”
Nathan’s hand pauses. Silence stretches through the air a few seconds too long - tense and heavy and just plain awful. Carter already knows what he’s going to say before he says it. It still hurts like hell when he hears the words, though. “He had a slave. It just wasn’t you. And he didn’t do much with him.”
“Who?”
“Hmm?”
“Who was the slave?”
Nathan sighs. “I had 3 brought in.Nolan. I wanted someone who wouldn’t be distracting. Someone well behaved. He was the obvious choice.”
Right. Because stupid fucking 3 - stupid fuckingNolan- is a good, perfect boy who
Carter will never measure up to.
Carter quickly turns his head away again. He squeezes the pillow in both fists, knuckles white with the effort. “So, um, he drank cognac, and then…?"
Nathan's hand disappears for a moment before returning with more cream. "We spoke Miller. I showed him the evidence. He was upset, naturally. He wants to handle Miller himself, but he wants to help me take over Miller’s region and wants to support me.”
“So, that means… this is really going to be over soon?”
“If all goes well, within the next week or so, yes.”
“Oh.” Carter stares at the headboard, a smile slowly curling along his lips. A laugh builds in his chest when he sucks in a breath. He releases it, feeling relieved and incredulous. He laughs. And laughs. And laughs some more.
And then, just like that, the next time he exhales it’s a sob coming out instead.
“Oh, Carter…”
“I – I – I can’t-” he grips the pillow tight, burying his face in it. The sobs grow in strength until his entire body is wracking with them.
“Is this a happy breakdown?” Nathan asks. “Or is this… bad?”
Carter laughs again. Or sobs.Or… both?He’s pretty sure both. “I – I just – I don’t – I’m not – not ready!”
