Page 53 of Seducing Sallina


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Blinking, Sly rolled over and reached for someone who wasn’t there, the bedsheets cold and empty.

It had been three days since the shit show in his kitchen then the confrontation on the beach, and he still hadn’t seen Sallina. After heading to her house, he’d received an emergency call from one of his construction crews in Miami; a luxury property there, worth hundreds of millions, was flooding. Hating that he was leaving Sally at such a critical moment between them, he promised to be back as soon as possible and that he’d text and call her as often as possible. Unfortunately, the one day he’d hoped he be gone turned into two, then three, and now it looked like he’d be stuck in Miami for the rest of the week.

And it was suffocating. He was dying inside without his Sallina in bed beside him. Her body next to his, her smiles lighting up the room and his heart, her scent filling his lungs, her spicy attitude turning their wordplay into foreplay into bed play.

Fuck, he missed her.

Reaching for the phone on the nightstand, he checked for any updates from Shawn, the construction foreman. Sighing in aggravation because there wasn’t any, he shot off a text demanding information then sat up.

He needed to hear Sally’s voice. He checked the time and realized she wouldn’t be up for another forty-five minutes—fuck his whacked brain and inability to sleep through the night, especially since Sally wasn’t there to ground him, to keep the nightmare memories away.

He’d have to wait to send her a text until he knew he wouldn’t wake her; that woman needed the rest.

His cell rang, and he peered down at the screen.

Well, apparently, she’s not sleeping, either.

“Hey, baby,” he crooned, desperate to hear her reply.

“Hey,” she breathed, her husky morning voice sending jolts of blood to his cock. He groaned. “Sounds like you’re wide awake this morning.” She chuckled, which didn’t help his erection situation.

“Yeah…haven’t been sleeping too well without my woman snuggled up beside me, all warm and touchable.”

She moaned, then sighed. “I miss you.”

God, he needed to hear that, that their connection wasn’t one-sided.

You’re just glad she didn’t run screaming when you unloaded all your shit on her.

“I miss you, too, baby, and I wish I could say I’ll be back tonight, but….”

“Work is work, Sly. I understand. I just miss you, and I feel like….” She sighed again. “I feel like we left things unresolved. Big time.”

He swallowed the ball of anxiety building in his throat. “I know.”

Sly could hear movement, the brushing of fabric or flesh against the receiver. “Hey, I’ve got to get up and get my shower, but I’ll text you once I’m at work so you can help me de-escalate the stabbiness when the asshats on the top floor pull their shit.”

Chuckling, his heart filling with warmth and longing, he replied, “You’d better. I don’t want to have to visit my woman in the state pen.”

“Ooo…but think about the conjugal visits. Handcuffs…bars…orange onesies. It could be our new kink.”

He threw his head back and laughed. “Sorry, but no, baby. The only kink I want to explore with you is how wet I can get you with just my mouth.”

Sally’s breath caught, and the sound of it made his dick throb.

“Damn, I need you home, Sly,” she mewled.

“I know, baby. I need to be home, but I also need to be here.”

“Okay,” she said, a pout in her voice.

“Talk to you later, love,” he murmured, the pain of having to cut off their call slicing up his chest.

“Later,” she replied, and the call dropped.

Up and out of bed, Sly tossed his phone on the dresser, dressed in gray sweats and a t-shirt, and then headed to the home gym in his penthouse apartment. His home in Miami had been empty for months, and it felt like it. But he hadn’t missed it, not when his house in Jackson Key actually felt like home. His home with Sally. He hadn’t even tried convincing her to move in with him yet, but he sure as hell would as soon as he got back. Having spent the last three nights without her, he refused to experience that again. Her. In his bed. Every night.

If she’s still willing to deal with your ass when you get back.

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