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All three of us smile. I’m relieved that this standoff is over. Julia finally came to her senses.
After all the torture of the past few days, I can finally breathe again.
“She needs to have her ass spanked,” growls Killian.
“I was thinking of tying her down till she begs,” I add to the punishment.
Derek’s face shows anguish as he rereads the screen.
“No. Julia needs us to show her why she can trust us,” Derek says, surprisingly trying to be the voice of reason.
All the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. What the fuck did we spend a month doing? Every one of us gave her no reason to leave.
I can’t believe he would say that. What the hell is he thinking?
“What the fuck, man? She got everything we had, and then some. She took parts of me I swore I would never allow a woman to have. I gave her my trust,” I say, leaning in, my voice now an angered growl.
Derek waves his hand as though it’s a white flag. “Shut the fuck up. All I meant is that we need to make sure Julia realizes we’re here for good. Not fucking leaving,” Derek says.
I know I have a temper. Having no sleep has dulled my normal sense of control, and that isn’t good for anyone. Especially not me.
I knew what he meant, but the irrational asshole side of me kicked in for a moment. I really do need a good night of sleep.
Now that we know what’s going on and that we can see her again, it’s time to get together and put a plan of action in motion.
For a few weeks now, we’ve been thinking about helping Julia out—but we knew she wouldn’t allow it. We figured if we just do it, she won’t have any choice but to accept change.
“I need a refill on the coffee. Give me a minute, and we can discuss plans,” I say, already up.
I flash the barista, the girl who still has that deer-in-the-headlights look, a wide smile.
“Refill, sir?” she asks.
I nod and toss a twenty on the counter and walk off. I hear her telling the other girls she just got a 16-dollar tip from ‘that sexy guy over there.’
I smile. On another day, in another world before Julia, I would’ve turned right back around and showed her where real power comes from, but…it hardly seems worth the time now.
“I need to call Spencer and tell him our plans and that Julia wants to see us,” I say, grabbing my phone.
“Call dumbass,” I say to the voice commands on my phone with a smirk.
It takes three rings for him to pick up. He’s probably meditating.
“Spencer, good news. Julia texted Derek. She feels terrible about what she did and wants to see us again.”
I swear I can feel his smile through the phone.
“SWEET! Man, I can’t fucking believe it. I was just about to call my assistant in for a little relief. I was bad off. Fuck, you saved me. Thanks, bro!” Spencer says.
He must be one of the funniest guys I’ve ever met. Sometimes, I’m even envious of how relaxed he can be. Not everyone can find the simplicity in life as Spencer can.
He actually manages to calm his inner self. I secretly tried that meditation shit once, but I’m not wired that way. I can’t relax just because someone tells me to, even if that someone is me.
“So you need to meet us down at Starbucks so we can figure out our plan of action and—”
I stop the moment I mention it.
It’s Spencer. It’ll be a clusterfuck if we leave anything up to him. Not that he’s not bright, but because he’s smart as fuck.
He’ll just say we’re overcomplicating things and try to water the whole bit down. The guy has a different thought process than the rest of us.
“You know what, man, how about I just send you a bill?” I say, hanging up before he can agree or reject to the plan.
We all know how he is.
“Spencer said bill him for whatever his share is,” I say with a smirk. They both know the deal with him.
I sip the brew, relaxing in my seat for the first time since getting off the ship. The world already seems a little brighter since Julia’s text. I don’t feel like I want to punch a wall anymore.
In fact, I wish she were here right now. I could bend her over this little table and fuck her till she screams. Punish her till she realizes the error of her ways.
“So, who’s calling the building management? Wait, Derek, you need to do that. I heard that agent has a thing for accents. Lay it on thick,” Killian says.
We all laugh, remembering that with some women, it’s as easy as a simple accent and a little smile to get them to hand over anything and everything. All the more reason we love Julia, I guess. There’s so much more to her.
