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“Jason... I...”

“Last two digits...”

My stomach lurched.

I looked at the screen again.Sheena RS335 - away.

Away. Away. Away.

“I know it’s real for you. I’ve called enough of these shitty lines over the years to know... you really want this... you want me... I can give it to you, real life, every fantasy we spoke about... all of it... I can set it up...”

“I... I can’t...”

“Last two digits.”

My chest fluttered, fighting the truth in his words.

Yes, I really want this. Yes, I really want him. I want him to fuck me, just like we talk about. I want him to watch other people fuck me, too. Lots of other people…

“I shouldn’t...”

“Two digits, Lucy, otherwise I’m starting at zero-zero and working my way up until I find you.”

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

I took a breath.

This was crazy. Really. Fucking. Crazy.

“Zero seven,” I said. “The last two digits are zero seven.”

The line went dead in a heartbeat.

And my mobile started up.

***

Chapter Eight

Jason

The line rang for an age, a slow drone of torment as my heart thumped in my ears.A wrong number? A sham? A big fat game?

Silence as the call connected, then my Lucy’s soft greeting, the faintest hint of nerves.

“Hi...”

Hi.Just like that.

“It’s so good to hear your voice.”

“It’s good to hear yours, too.” She took a deep breath. “Hi, Jason. Is Jason your real name?”

“Yes,” I said. “Your name isn’t Lucy, though, is it?”

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