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Addy giggles, and the tension in the room lightens a bit. “You did enjoy watching me try this on, didn’t you?”
I growl, already getting aroused. Slowly, I kiss her before pushing her to the living room couch.
“I did, and I’ll enjoy taking it off you even more. How can you not know how amazing you are, sweetheart? After all, you get me hard with just a wink and a look, and you excel at your job, honey. You’ve helped me with all my donations, after all.”
She chokes out a laugh before slapping my chest playfully. “OMG, Caleb, you know that what we’re doing isn’t technically part of my job. I can’t believe the last time too. You blasted the volume on that gang bang at a ten just so we could be as loud as we wanted.”
I wink.
“I know, and we barely watched it because I was so busy coming hard in your snatch. But I did see that part where she takes a guy in each of her holes before they blow, and then rotate. And then again, rinse and repeat. That looked fun. Of course, I’m not going to let another man touch you, but I’d be happy to rotate holes during one of our sessions if you like.”
She giggles then before moaning as I run a big hand through her slit. God, Addy’s already soaked and she lets out a squeal as I pinch her stiff clit.
But then, my phone slips from my pocket and lands on the carpet, buzzing like an angry yellow-jacket.
“Fuck,” I groan. “Who the hell could it be?”
By accident more than anything else, my eyes see the text, and I sit up, pushing my hair out of my face. “What the fuck?” I growl. “What kind of fuckery is this?”
Addy leans over my shoulder to see and gasps. After all, the message comes from none other than John Foley himself.
* * *
Caleb- you’ve destroyed my business and I’ll be suing both you and your fat girlfriend for damages. Fuck you.
* * *
I read the message out loud with confusion in my voice.
“What the hell?” Addy asks, taking my phone to re-read the text herself. “What is this even about? How could we have ruined his business? And since when have I been fat?”
I shake my head with rage.
“I have no idea but what the fuck is his problem? How did he even get my private number?”
Suddenly, it hits. I’m a donor at Valley Cryo, so of course John Foley knows all my personal information. But still, I shake my head.
“I have no idea what this guy is talking about. I mean, seriously, he needs to fucking man up and get real. What the hell is he raving about?”
We both sit there stumped for a moment, the romantic vibe completely gone. Yet no matter how much I try, I have no idea what this guy could possibly be grabbing at. With a grunt, I stand.
“Screw that. We’ll figure it out in the morning because I’m too tired to think about this shit right now.”
But then another text comes in from John Foley, and Addy and I read it together, astonished.
* * *
It’s come to my attention that you’re a donor at Valley Cryo, and yet there are no sperm samples in the lab despite the fact that you’ve visited our facility multiple times. That’s called STEALING. You’ll be hearing from my lawyer on this matter.
* * *
Addy and I stare at the message together with our jaws on the ground. She blinks a few times and then looks up at me.
“It’s true that you never made a donation even though you were supposed to, but come on. That can’t be enough for a lawsuit, right?”
I shake my head. “Absolutely not. This guy is off his rocker and seriously grasping at straws. If he wants to call his lawyer, then fine, because I fucking have twelve law firms working for BikeWorks alone. I’ll make my own call, and then our lawyers can talk.”
But Addy’s starting to look panicked.
“John’s a wealthy man, just like you, Caleb. He can hire the best attorneys, and what if they figure out how to make this a case? I mean, I know there’s no merit to anything he says, but I can’t afford to be sued, Caleb. I’m barely surviving as it is.”
My girlfriend’s starting to hyperventilate, and I rub circles on her back.
“Hey baby, it’s okay, just breathe. I’m promising you that this guy doesn’t have a leg to stand on, okay? He can try, but don’t forget, I can afford fancy lawyers too and I’ll pay for your counsel. There’s a lot of mental stress involved in lawsuits, but you absolutely shouldn’t worry about the financial part. I’ll take care of that.”
“Yes, but—"
I kiss her forehead, cutting her off. “I’ll take care of everything, Addy. You’re safe with me.”
