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LaDerrick looked at Jareth and said, “They’re married?”
No. No, we were not.
Jareth looked confused as well. “I didn’t know they were…”
That’s because we’re not, I wanted to tell them. But I wanted to see where she was going with this.
But the notion that she thought she could play this game was intriguing to me, and I decided not to call her out on it just yet. Even if it could’ve all been solved with one phone call.
I switched to my bedroom monitoring, dismissing Jareth and LaDerrick.
I found her in the bathroom staring at the walk-in shower.
“I figure you would’ve had a freakin’ tub, man.” She sounded pissy and slightly disappointed.
My stomach sank.
There was a very good reason I didn’t have a tub in my new place.
One that even thinking about right now caused my throat to flush and my vision to blur.
“Are you watching me right now on the cameras?” she asked, looking around. “I can’t see them, but for some reason, I know they’re here.”
I felt my stomach tense as she slowly started to unbutton her shirt.
She was wearing a Hawaiian shirt.
One that was way too big on her to ever make me think that it belonged to her.
I instantly wanted to burn it.
“I’m guessing you are,” she said as she dropped the shirt to the floor.
My eyes focused in on her leggings—gray today—and black camisole.
She wasn’t wearing a bra.
That I could tell right off the bat.
My stomach clenched.
“You know the good thing about having such a bad period?” she asked me.
And she knew she was talking to me.
“I’m thinking you haven’t answered my question.” She crossed her arms, making those perfect tits perk up.
I wanted to rip that shirt off her body and feast on them.
“No,” I said to the empty cabin. “Why?”
I didn’t keep flight attendants on my flight, much preferring privacy and seclusion than having a woman who would wait on me hand and foot.
“Because when they’re as heavy and as horrible as mine are, I only have a period for like a day and a half,” she answered.
My heart jolted.
Not that I didn’t love fucking her any way she gave it to me, but the thought of her caring how she gave it to me meant that she wanted more.
More of me.
More of what I could give her.
“Damn,” I said.
She started to lift the camisole up, but only got it to about halfway before she reached for her leggings and shoved them down.
“I’m about to get into this shower, though,” she said. “And clean myself up for when you get here.”
My stomach clenched and anticipation thrummed in my veins.
Goddamn, but this was going to be a long trip home.
And I was right.
I was right because I watched her get all wet and slippery in my shower, then masturbate with her tits pressed against the glass.
Then I watched her dry off and toss the towel to the floor before walking to my bed and falling face first on top of it completely naked.
Then she masturbated there, too.
With my watch on, which she’d pulled from the side table.
“Fuck,” I repeated again.
• • •
Six hours later, I was walking into my apartment well before dinner time.
“You can go home to your wife now, Jareth,” I said. “Thank you for helping.”
Jareth nodded. “You know we’d do anything for you.”
“Anything but allow you to skip dinner,” I winked.
Jareth left, leaving me to consider LaDerrick.
He was at the kitchen counter with his laptop out in front of him. His eyes were on the screen as he said, “I feel like I faltered when I didn’t find out that y’all are married.”
I was already shaking my head. “We’re not married.”
He whipped his head around to stare at me. “But she changed her name to your last name.”
“She did. But we’re not married,” I repeated.
He looked confused, but I waved him away. “Did you find anything more on the mom?”
“Nothing as to why she’s here and not where we’d been surveilling her,” he answered.
Great.
“I’ll go talk to her tomorrow,” I said. “You can leave for the night.”
LaDerrick nodded and stood, collecting his things. As he did he said, “This is the first time I’ve been to your place. It’s rather sparse.”
I snorted. “You mean, it has no life to it, kind of like me.”
That was one of his favorite sayings.
He liked to point out my lack of life in any way every time he could.
He shrugged. “If the shoe fits.”
I rolled my eyes. “Get out of here. See you in the morning at work.”
He tilted his head. “I took her to the bathroom an hour ago. Fed her. And told her that was it for the night. I kept her hands tied, though.”
“Thanks,” I said as I walked him to the door. “I have someone coming to get her, anyway. She’s not staying the night here.”
