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“That’s… all?”
“No. That is notall. That iseverything. It’s the ultimate pleasure, if you’re me.”
She blinked at me. “So… what I just did… that was a submissive thing? You gave me a drink without me asking for it and I just drank it?”
“Honestly, pretty much everything you do when the two of us are alone is a submissive thing.”
Jolie stared at me, the drink clutched in her hand, and I knew I’d just blown her mind again. She took another sip, a little shakily. Then she placed the glass carefully on the bar. “I have to go.”
“I think you should stay.”
“No. I really have to go right now.” She looked at me uncertainly and I could see she was drowning in sexual awakening overload.
If she was mine, if she wasmysubmissive, I’d tell her she needed to stay. And she would stay.
But she wasn’t mine.
So I walked her over to the elevator. “Come back when you want more,” I told her, then I let her go.
ChapterEighteen
Shane
Ireally didn’t have to wait long for Jolie to come back around.
Although this time, she wanted me to come to her. Midafternoon, she texted me to ask me to come over to my dad’s place. She even said please.
So, after I’d finished my afternoon training session, I got in one of my cars and headed over to West Van. Jacob would probably be at work for a few hours yet. I had no idea about Margot.
When I arrived, no one answered the front door, so I went around back. I found Jolie in the pool house, lying on a lounge chair, sunbathing in her peach bikini.
“Hey,” I said, looking her over as I walked in. She’d already started to sit up. “Don’t get up on my account. That looks comfy.”
I peeled off my T-shirt and lounged back on a chair facing hers. I sighed and stretched out. I’d gone full tilt at the gym today.
Jolie rolled onto her back and settled back, slipping off her sunglasses. Her eyes traveled over my bare chest. “Training?”
“Yup.”
“Do you go back to the gym later?”
I supposed she’d already figured out that I pretty much lived at the gym when I was in training. I liked that. She was paying attention.
“Yeah. I’ll probably spend the evening there. You?”
She looked uneasy, or maybe just floored that I’d asked her what she was doing tonight. “I’m not sure yet.”
“Margot around?”
“She was running errands this afternoon. You know, wedding stuff. She’s obsessed.” She played with the string on her bikini, nervously. “She might be back in a while. So… thanks for coming over. I thought we should talk.”
“No problem.”
I watched her slowly sit up and sit cross-legged, facing me. “Um… the thing is… we both know this isn’t going anywhere. For many reasons. One of the most obvious ones is that I live in San Diego. I’m flying back right after the wedding.”
She seemed to be waiting for me to say something to that. But really, what did she expect me to say? She didn’t need to drag my ass all the way over here to tell me she didn’t want to see me anymore. I really didn’t need a bunch of excuses why.
“Yeah. I get it.”
