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The rest of the ride home is silent, and when we arrive at the estate, she rushes off to her room before I can even say goodnight. Before I can convince her to ride my face, or my cock.
Like a stalker, I watch her ascend the stairs, and then I move through the foyer into the living room. I yank off my tie and toss it on the leather sofa, along with my jacket, and grab my VTOL drone from the coffee table. Since there will be no fucking, I take it out into the back courtyard for a little late-night fun before I use my hand and pass out. I just need to clear my head first. Fromher.
Stars dot the night sky as the drone takes flight. I maneuver in and out of all the shadows of the sprawling house. The 18th-century-inspired elegant mansion may look like it was transported from another era, but it’s all by design. It still has every modern convenience you could imagine, complete with a courtyard visible from every room in the house. With a Bacchus wall fountain and a private terrace overlooking a jasmine tree, the romantic courtyard is reminiscent of a backdrop fromRomeo and Juliet.
I walk further across the lawn and relax—until I turn around and see Clementine standing in her room upstairs. Undressing. So much for clearing my head.
Frozen in place, I feel almost like Romeo, as I stand watching my very own Juliet.
I’ve reached new lows, and I really don’t fucking care. I hold my breath, wondering if I’m going to get an impromptu peep show. Secretly, hoping I do. And secretly, hoping she knows I’m down here watching her.
Even though, I’ve seen her completely nude. Even though, I’ve had my fair share of seeingallof her, it’s like I can’t get enough. Like I’m a modern day Romeo, accepting the tragedy before it begins.
I turn the drone to the right, trying my best to pay attention to it while it flies overhead. At the moment she removes her dress, I lose control of my drone and it crashes into the glass of her balcony door.
She walks closer, holding her dress against her, and peers out. I press the controls on my watch, lifting the drone from her balcony, flying it back to me, and she snaps the blinds closed. I guess she wasn’t aware I was watching her.
I’m sure my grandfather is laughing his ass off from the pits of hell at my growing obsession. It’s not easy, but I block her out of my mind, and focus on the freedom of the flying drone. Until Clementine marches across the grass in black yoga pants and an oversized T-shirt. Her breasts bounce under the soft material, and my mind is right back to where it has been all night.
“Were you spying on me?”
“Spying? No.” I land the drone on the helipad, and click it off with the controls on my watch.
“There’s no high tech camera on that gadget?” She stops a few feet from me and parks her hands on her hips, her posture screaming with accusations. “No x-ray vision where you can see through clothes or something?”
I laugh. “There’s no such thing.” I place both hands in my pockets, thinking her x-ray vision is a good idea. “I wasn’t watching you. Swear.”
“Your plane thing just happened to crash into my window?” She narrows her eyes.
“My drones appear to be attracted to you.” I adjust my stance to hide my straining erection. It seems my drone isn’t the only thing attracted to her.
“Speaking of attraction, here.” She slides off her engagement ring and holds it out to me. “You broke my contract.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“I never joke about contracts.” She lifts her chin, squaring her shoulders.
I shrug. “That wasn’t a real contract.” My lawyers could kill that one piece of paper easily in a courtroom, we both know it.
Her eyes look like they could shoot laser beams as she closes the distance. “That contract is real. You signed it.” She pokes her finger into my chest. Ow. “And you broke it.” Her voice has a desperate tone to it.
I laugh. “No. We’re getting married.”
“No, we’re not.”
“Clementine, I’m not doing this right now.” I’m sure we could go back and forth like this for hours. There’s another way I’d like to spend countless hours with her, and it’s not arguing.
“Take the ring.” She holds the rock out again.
I lean closer. “No.”
“Yes. Take it.”
“No. Wewillbe getting married.”
“I’ll sue you.”
I try not to laugh at her determination. It’s cute.
