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Tonight, she is having a wine night with her friend Blossom, and it's a good thing that she's busy. I’ve been trying all day not to give in and spoil the surprise of me going to visit her. Because I know all too well, my self-control is shit when it comes to her.
Deciding I need some mindless TV to keep me occupied, I turn onBar Rescueand dig into my food. At some point, I must doze off because I wake from my sleep to my phone ringing. It takes me a minute to figure out where I am before I grab my phone. Sloan’s gorgeous face pops up on the screen and I see that it's a little after midnight. She must be calling it a night. I quickly answer before I miss her.
“There she is! How was girls’ night with Blossom?”
I hear her giggle. Oh, hell… I can tell how girls' night went just by that laugh.
“It was soooo much fun. I talked her through a mini freak out… crisis averted, thank God. Then we moved on to the blog, vibrators, yoooouu Wesley King. I filled Bloss in on you and ALL the things you’re good at.”
I can’t help but chuckle. Little Lo is tipsy for sure.
“Oh yeah, like what?”
“Ya know, making drinks, being a great tour guide for NYC, making me laugh like only you can, eating my pussy better than I ever thought possible, and also giving off all that big dick energy that is certainly justified by the way you can swing that monster cock.”
Damn, my head may be too big to fit through my bedroom door tonight.
“Well fuck me, tonight my dirty girl is out to play. You put sweet Lo to bed already?”
“I am whatever you want me to be, your dirty girl and your sweet girl.” I adjust myself because just the thought of her has my dick growing.
“Yes, you are mine, my little Thea.”
“I love it when you call me that,” she sighs.
I hear what sounds like her getting in her bed, so I immediately think of her naked. I’m a pervert when it comes to Lo, so I can’t help but ask my next question.
“Tell me exactly what you’re doing and what you’re wearing.” She takes a second to reply, and that’s when I realize this conversation isn’t going to go how I want it to.
“I just laid face down on my bed and have all my clothes on from earli—” she slurs with what sounds like her face mushed into the bed. I hold in a laugh because the wine definitely got the best of her tonight.
“Lo baby, you still with me?”
With another sigh, she says quietly, “I miss you so much, Wesley King.”
I love it when she says my name like that.
I know I am about to lose her to the best wine sleep she has had in a while, so I quickly say. “Miss you too… I’ll be seeing you soon, baby.”
She lets out a little moan and I hang up the phone, happy as fuck. I may not have had phone sex with my girl tonight, but just hearing her carefree, sweet voice has me so hyped to see her in two days.
Her drunken rambles take me back to a similar phone call that gave me a sliver of hope all those years ago. When I had just moved into my first place, and Lo was still a student at NYU.
I’m sitting in my new condo looking around, thinking of how excited I should be at the opportunities modeling has given me, but yet I feel like such a major chunk of me is missing.
My phone rings and pulls me out of my lame ass thoughts.
What. The. Fuck?
The name on the screen shocks me.
Dude snap out of it before she hangs up.
Breathe.
“Hey, what’s up?”
What’s up… what the fuck, man, really? The girl you're in love with is calling you after two years… two fucking years, and you hit her with a what’s up. Seriously?
