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“Daddy,” Claire whispered. “Something’s happened.”
“What is it?” all joy had left his tone. “Where’s Lorelei?”
“She’s downstairs,” Claire said. “But I miss you, Daddy.” Her mind was humming with possibilities. The first thing he’d thought of was his wife, not Claire. That spoke volumes to her and seeped all trust she’d had in him. She couldn’t tell him. He would see Paige as some dumb teenager seeking attention.
Vince laughed. “Oh, baby, I know. But I’ll be home soon.”
“I was thinking,” Claire said. “Why can’t I join you, like I did last time you had to go away?”
Only silence came from Vince’s end.
“Let me come,” Claire cooed. “Please, Daddy?”
He was putty in her hands. She knew that. Whatever she wanted, she could get. And right now, she wanted Paige far away, somewhere safe.
“Okay.” He sighed. “Pack a bag and I’ll book you a flight. Don’t forget your passport, okay?”
“Hey, Daddy?” Claire asked, adding an extra layer of sweetness to her voice. “Can I invite a friend? She could keep me company while you do work stuff.”
He groaned quietly. Claire crossed her fingers.
“I don’t—”
Claire didn’t let him finish. “Please, Daddy? It will be fun.”
“Fine,” he dragged out the word with relenting exhaustion. “Just text me her information and I’ll book a seat in her name.”
“Great,” Claire barked. “Thank you, Daddy. You’re the best!”
Once she’d hung up the phone, she peered into her room. Paige was still on her side, snoring lightly. Claire watched her for a while and told herself she would never let this happen again. Paige would stay with her from now on and she would always be safe.
Chapter twenty-three
Make your own fun
ThistripopenedDino’seyes. He and Alison had gotten married right out of high school. She was his one and only love. He’d never strayed, never so much as looked at another woman, and yet here he was. His marriage was crumbling under the pressure. They’d managed to survive ten years, but Dino didn’t think they’d last even one more.
He was bored. He was tired. He just wanted to move on. Alison never thought about him, she never considered his feelings. They never talked anymore. The sex was dutiful and scarce. They had no children due to Alison’s infertility. It never bothered Dino. He always thought it would mean more time spent screwing and enjoying her company. He’d been wrong. So very wrong.
Over the years, Alison had shriveled into a pathetic excuse of a human being. She spent her days watching daytime TV and cleaning the already spotless house. Any time Dino wanted to fuck, he was denied. Any time he wanted to try something new, he was laughed at. Alison was against doing anything other than missionary. It quickly became dull, and constantly being rejected by his wife didn’t help. It made him feel unloved and unwanted. He supposed he was.
Dino set his elbows on the bar in front of him and motioned to the bartender. “Another whiskey,” Dino said gruffly. “Please and thank you.”
The bar was tacky at best. The building was old, but had been refurbished recently. The bar top was glass and relatively modern. Dino swept his palms along it, watching the oils from his skin cloud the glass.
The bartender frowned as he passed the glass across the counter. Dino picked it up between his meaty fingers and threw the drink down his throat, feeling the whiskey burn. Now that he was in Thailand, away from his wife and everything familiar to him, it really gave him space to think.
His marriage had been over for years. He’d just never realized it.
Does Alison want a divorce, Dino wondered, or is she perfectly happy being miserable? Dino didn’t know the answer. He did know he wasn’t happy being miserable. He wanted to get the most out of his short life, something that he hadn’t done since they got married and settled down.
As Dino washed another whiskey down, his resolve grew stronger. He was done with the marriage, and he was done holding back. All these beautiful Thai girls around him, just begging for his big American schlong, and even bigger American wallet. Dino made up his mind—the next girl to approach him, he was going to take up her offer. He didn’t care if she was a whore, or just a girl looking for a sugar daddy. He just wanted to put his dick in something. He was tired of his palm. He was tired of his Fleshlight. Nothing could replicate the feeling of a warm, wet, tight cunt. Besides, if Vince was going to be fucking everything that moved, Dino wouldn’t want to miss out.
Ever since he found out about Vince and Lorelei’s marriage, Dino felt envious of his friend. Why was it that they had an amazing sex life while he was left with his palm? It wasn’t fair. But Dino was in Thailand now—thousands of girls, ready and waiting. All he had to do was get off his butt and make things happen for himself. He had to take a page out of Vince’s book.
That morning, they left the hotel together. Dino had asked Vince what he would be doing.
“Fucking girls, of course,” Vince said with a smile.
