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I take a sip from the water and check my phone after, but there’s no notifications. I sigh, disappointed not to see anything from Alana. Opening my WhatsApp, Alana’s number is the first contact on my list since she is logged in as just A. I hit video call. It is probably pointless. I watch as it rings multiple times. Feeling dejected I go to hang up, but as I do, to my surprise, she answers. She’s lying on her bed in a hoodie with her hair in a messy bun and no makeup. She still looks gorgeous.

“Can I—Oh fuck…” she trails off, running her eyes down my bare chest. I try not to smirk because I don’t want her to hang up on me. I decide to tease her instead. I make sure my grip on the phone is tight, then climb out of the pool, keeping it at the right angle where she can see everything.

“Why have you been ignoring me, Alana? I dislike being ignored,” I say, annoyed, but she doesn’t seem to be listening. She is too distracted staring lustily at me. “Alana!” My firm tone snaps her out of it, and she makes eye contact with me, her face becomes flushed, and her warm brown eyes darken with desire.

“Hmm, what did you ask?” she questions dreamily.

“I want you to tell me why you have avoided me for the last three days!”

Alana rolls her eyes. “Oh, don’t get all bossy with me, Mr. Barclay.” She rests her hand on her hip, her attitude is back.

I tighten my jaw. “Don’t take an attitude with me, kitten,” I warn.

“Or what? What are you going to do, big man, huh?” she pushes. The woman can press my buttons too damn easily.

“I will fuck the attitude right out of you and spank that pretty ass until it turns crimson red, and you won’t be able to sit down properly for a week.” My cock twitches in my shorts at the mere thought.

I watch as she squirms with each word, biting hard on her lower lip, and her breathing becomes louder. “Mmm, bright eyes, do you like the sound of me doing all those things to you?” She frantically shakes her head.

I lie down on the lounger, holding the phone above my head with a clear shot of my growing cock tenting my shorts so she can see me in all my glory. Satisfaction curls through me as her eyes fall straight to it. “Now answer my question,” I demand.

“Make me?” she challenges me sassily.

I wiggle my brow, dipping my tongue out of my mouth. “I will come over there right now and make you, bright eyes.”

Alana lets out a loud laugh. “Sure, you will.” She hangs up, the screen turning blank.

Hmm, was that an invitation? I open a text to her.

Was that your way of telling me to come over? x

It sounded like it, but I’m not optimistic, especially with her ghosting me for days or not coming after me when I left. I’m pulled out of my thoughts when she replies.

Maybe…

I wish she would just give me a fucking straight answer! I know I can’t say much because I haven’t exactly been straightforward with her. I take a moment to think and decide not to go over, not now, anyway. She seems to get pleasure from teasing me and messing with my head. It’s time I return the favour.

Sorry, not today, angel. I have plans x

I regret it the second I send it, but it needs to be done! I can’t have Alana thinking she is in control of this situation. I wait patiently for her reply, and one comes through five minutes later with an attachment. I open it, intrigued, and it is a photo of her pouting at the camera. I am a little disappointed, hoping it would have been something a little sexier, but she looks cute pouting.

Your loss! It is fine, though. I will just find someone else. Maybe an ex or someone on tinder. Enjoy your day, Mr. Barclay x

She had better be messing with me. Call me selfish, but I don’t want any other man to have her.

Stop trying to bait me, bright eyes. It isn’t going to work. And even if you do find another man, I can guarantee you will be thinking of me the entire time. They won’t be able to make you feel as good as I can x

Alana doesn’t respond, and after waiting for half an hour, I give up and dive back into the pool, swimming my stress away. It isn’t easy to fight the urge to rush over, but it’s what I need to do! I will have her naked and below me, eventually.

* * *

“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” Bella asks as she gathers her things to leave.

“Positive. A quiet night in sounds good, and an early night. Can you stay at your place tonight?” Bella is going out with some friends. I don’t like her friends, anyway, they’re rather annoying, or maybe it is just me who doesn’t have enough social skills and patience to deal with them.

“Yes, I can. I will see you at some point.” She pecks my lips.

“Enjoy your night.” I smile.

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