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I’m not sure how long I read. No doubt it’s hours. I’ve finished my snacks and the water I walked into the kitchen to grab, though I don’t remember anything because I was engrossed in my book. Lost to the world that I’ve delved deep inside and not willing to get out of, not even to walk around my condo and get a water.
But I’m brought out of that world in an instant when a new text message appears on my phone. I almost drop the thing into my lap. Usually, I like to read on my e-reader, but I didn’t feel like going into the bedroom to get it today, and I’d forgotten that I wasn’t on it, so the text itself scared the shit out of me, but then I read the words, and my heart races.
UNKNOWN: YOU ARE SEXY AS SIN SITTING IN THAT CHAIR, INNOCENTLY READING… EXCEPT YOU’RE NOT READING ANYTHING THAT IS INNOCENT, ARE YOU?
If my anxiety has calmed down, it is no longer that way. It is officially through the roof. Turning my head, I look over my shoulder and expect to see someone watching me from the balcony, but there is nobody there.
There are some buildings across the street, but I know that even if someone were looking out of the window and straight toward my place, they wouldn’t be able to see inside this room. That was something I double- and triple-checked on when I bought my condo. I didn’t want anyone to be able to see inside if I had my curtains up.
I didn’t want anyone watching me… I don’t want anyone watching me… ever.
Who is this?
I demand.
I see those three typing bubbles pop up and hold my breath as I wait for this stranger, this person, to give me something, anything that will tell me this is a really bad joke. I swear if this is Allison, I might never talk to her again. But then I realize that it wouldn’t be Allison because she knows my history and would never do this to me.
UNKNOWN: FACE THE WINDOW AND TOUCH YOURSELF FOR ME.
My heart slams against my chest.
You have the wrong number.
UNKNOWN: NO, I DON’T… PARKER NICHOLS.
I stand up quickly. My heart jumps to my throat, and I spin around to look out the window. Someone knows my name, has my number, is watching me, and I can’t stop them. I knew that sensation was real, that someone had been stalking me. I just didn’t know who, and I didn’t know it was quite like this.
My phone buzzes in my hand again. I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, scrape them across, and tug on a piece of skin on my lip as I try to decide if I can look at that incoming message. My curiosity wins over anything else.
Flicking my gaze down, I look at the text thread as I hold my breath. There’s a picture. When I touch the image, it blows up so I can see it all. I gasp at the sight, almost dropping my phone. It’s my very first ever dick pic.
I know that if he can see me, he is probably laughing at my shocked expression, but I’ve never seen one like his before. Biting the inside of my cheek, I try to keep my smile from appearing, but I know that I fail when the next text chimes.
UNKNOWN: YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL. MY COCK ACHES FOR YOU.
Doctor Hamilton told me to do something I’d never done before. So, I go against everything inside of me that is screaming to block this entire conversation, and I respond. This is so dangerous. I know it is, and I should be calling the police instead of texting him back.
I can’t say the same because I don’t know what you look like. Who are you? Please tell me.
There is nothingness, a moment of me just staring at my phone, thinking about going back to the dick pic and studying it for a while longer. I don’t get the chance because an incoming text moves it up in the thread even further.
UNKNOWN: YOU’LL KNOW SOON ENOUGH, CUPCAKE.
My entire body seizes. Every single part of me.Cupcake. It’s him. The guy from the club.
Oh.
My.
God.
WELLS
With my fingerswrapped around my cock, I watch her through the binoculars. She’s just realized that the man texting her is the same one who danced with her at Club Nova. Fuck me, but the look of shock on her face almost makes me come.
I want her to look at me that exact way when I sink my cock inside of her. Moving my hand up and down my dick, I continue to watch her as she moves her thumbs over the screen of her phone.
CUPCAKE: Do I get to meet you since you already know my name?
