Page 18 of Following His Commands

“I can go back to her lawyers with a flat-out refusal, then we’ll end up in court, and you may lose more than just a few assets.”

“I’ve already lost my wife. My family. These are just things. I know that, but I don’t like the idea of her and her trainer living a life of luxury supported by years of my hard work. Offer them half of what you have written down there,” he says.

“Okay, I’ll draw up the paperwork and send it over.”

“Thank you.” Mr Peterson stands, we shake hands, and he exits the conference room.

I pack up the documents and return them to the file. I can feel Dani’s gaze burning into the side of my neck. I can’t look at her. If I do, I’m going to sayfuck itto everything and just take her home.

Again.

So, instead, I grab the files and walk out of the conference room without giving her a second look.

* * *

“What doyou mean you want to go out?” Nathan squints his eyes at me.

We’re at Xavier’s house drinking whiskey on his back porch. I never thought I’d witness my two best friends become so domesticated. Watching them with their girlfriends, I get a pang of envy. But I know better. I don’t want that. I want the idea of it, not the actual relationship. I’m dreading the day either of them comes to me to file for a divorce. They’re not married yet, but they’re both heading in that direction.

My money is on Nathan to tie the knot first. He’s insistent that he’s already engaged. Don’t get me wrong, Bentley is a great chick. But they all start off great. It’s when they get that ring on their finger that they change.

“I mean I want to go out. Not all of us are tied down in domestic hell,” I tell them.

“It’s not hell, more like heaven. What happened with Dani?” Xavier asks.

“Nothing happened. We’ve had our fun. It’s time for me to move on. Either you two are going to come and be the wingman I need, or I’ll go out on my own.” I shrug like I don’t care either way. In all honesty, if neither of them comes out with me, I’ll probably just find myself going home alone and fantasizing about a certain little paralegal.

“Fine, I’ll come,” Nathan says.

“Me too. I gotta see this with my own eyes.” Xavier laughs.

“What?” I ask him.

“You thinking it’s going to be easy to pick up where you left off when you’re still hung up on your paralegal,” he says.

“I’m not hung up on anyone.” I set my drink on the porch and stand. “Let’s go. You drive.” I point to Xavier.

“Fine with me,” he says.

Twenty minutes later, we’re walking up to the VIP section of Unhinged. An upscale nightclub that recently opened up in Melbourne. Xavier is friends with the owner and his little sister frequents the place, which is usually why we end up here too.

We sit down and it’s not long before a waitress comes over with a bottle of whiskey and three glasses. Placing them in the middle of the table, she asks, “Can I get you boys anything else?”

I glance up at her. She’s attractive, nice face, great tits, and legs that go on for miles. This is the type of woman who would usually get my dick hard. Right now, it’s not doing anything. Not even a slight budge.

“No, we’re good,” I tell her.

“Okay, what about her?” Xavier nods towards a tall redhead sitting at the bar.

“No,” I answer after a brief look at the girl.

“Okay, her,” Nathan says, gesturing to the opposite side of the bar, where a curvy brunette with bright-red lips sips on a glass of wine.

I shake my head. “No,” I tell him.

There’s nothing wrong with any of these women. I just don’t have that urge to fuck them like I usually would. I look around the room, my eyes landing on every female in proximity, whether they’re with another guy or not. None of them are doing anything for me.

“I think she’s fucking broken my cock,” I blurt out to my friends, who laugh at me in return.

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