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I pour a second whiskey. This one’s to drown my sorrow over missing Charlie. She was only on Dark Island for a matter of days, but she made such a permanent impression on my life. The castle feels empty without her beautiful, smiling face.
A glance down at my watch tells me I’ve only been without her for five hours. When they asked what I wanted for dinner, I told them I wouldn’t be eating. I’m like a damn child, sulking in her absence.
The whiskey goes straight to my head. I pick up my phone and dial her number. She answers on the second ring.
“Hello?”
The sound of her voice alone is enough to make me hard.
“Hey. How’s Shannon?”
Charlie spends ten minutes updating me. The entire time she’s speaking all I can think is… when is she coming back? But the longer she talks, the more I begin to sense she’s not.
“You’re not coming back here. Are you?” I try to keep the petulant, grumpy, childish tone from my voice. I twirl my glass between my finger and thumb, staring at the light bouncing off the amber liquor while I wait for her to answer.
She gives a little sigh. “No. I’m not.”
“Just because of Shannon?” I ask.
But I already know the answer, don’t I? A woman doesn’t turn you down multiple times over multiple occasions, then magically want you after spending a few days with you. She wouldn’t disrupt her life like that.
“N—no. I’m sorry. I just think it would be best if we…”
If she says thefword, I’m going to throw up.
She takes another shaky breath. “If we just go back to being friends.”
I’m going to throw up. “No,” I say. “I don’t want that. I want you.”
“I know. And I’m sorry. I just think this is best.”
“What are you wearing?” I ask, not wanting to let the conversation end but no longer able to handle the direction it’s going.
She gives a little giggle. “Seriously?”
“Seriously.” I throw back a quarter of my whiskey. “When have you ever known me to not be serious?”
“I find you quite playful at times. Playful and—”
“Don’t say it. Do. Not. Say it.”
“Sweet!” She gives another giggle.
“What happened to you the last time you called me sweet?”
“You spanked me and put a vibrating plug in my ass?” she says.
I give a gruff chuckle at her matter-of-fact answer. A few days ago she could barely say “cock.” “And you loved it.”
“I did.”
“I know,” I say. “I want to do it again. Right now.”
“Too bad we’re miles and miles apart.”
Hmm… I have a thought. “I’ll bet you have a vibrator there at your house, though, don’t you?”
“Maaaaybe…”
