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Fuck. If she weren’t fucking playing me, it could have been up there with one of the hottest moments of my life.
But she had to go and fucking ruin it.
It wasn’t all fake though. That desire… it was real.
When I had her pinned against the wall with my body pressed against her smaller, curvier one, she wanted me. I’d put everything I own on it.
The vibrating starts up again, reminding me of why I’m fucking awake this early on a Saturday morning and finally, I reach for my phone.
It’s probably not, but the thought of it possibly being Millie means I’m forced to wake the fuck up and rip my eyes open.
The reality though, is so much fucking worse.
The temptation to ignore him is strong. But it’s already rung off once. If I allow it to happen again then…
“Dad,” I bark the second I’ve connected the call and hit speaker.
“I had to call twice, Theodore,” he chastises.
Glancing at the clock, I find it’s only seven-thirty. Why the fuck is he so surprised?
“You’re meant to be at the golf club. We agreed—”
“No, we didn’t,” I say, finally finding my voice.
“I instructed Katherine to email you to make you aware.”
Every single muscle in my body locks up.
Daily. I get emails from my father’s fucking personal assistant daily.
Demands, requests, fucking bullshit that I don’t give one single shit about.
“I’ve had a busy week. I’m not up to date,” I say, already aware that no excuse will be good enough for Anthony Ashworth.
“What exactly do you think the rest of your life is going to be like, Theodore?”
Fucking awful,I think to myself.
“I’ll call you when I’m there, you can let me know what hole you’re on.”
He grunts his irritation down the line, but it could be worse. I could refuse. But as much as I might want to do just that and roll over in bed to sleep, I know my life wouldn’t be worth living. It’s only been just over a week since we experienced the darkest side of our father’s personality. I’m not willing to be the trigger to drag it out again. And I certainly won’t be the reason for him turning up at All Hallows’ and demanding to see me or worse, Millie.
Nothing more is said, and when I pick my phone up from my chest, I find that he’s cut the call.
Cunt.
With a grunt of my own, I throw the covers off and get to my feet. Any high I might have felt remembering my few moments with Raine the other night has been long forgotten.
It’s for the best. She’s certainly gone out of her way to ignore my existence ever since.
It’s what we agreed on.
I’ll stay out of her way, and she stays out of mine.
So why… why do I feel like I’m missing out on a fuck load of fun by turning the other way whenever I see her?
‘Harder. Kiss me.’
