Page 53 of Corrupting Ava


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“But that’s crazy. I mean… really?”

“I was about to start making arrangements. Should I not?”

“What kind of arrangements?”

“You said you didn’t want to know any of the specifics.”

Ava opens her mouth, then closes it. “… Fair enough.”

I pat the seat next to me, indicating that she should sit down. “Did I just call your bluff? It’s not too late to back out.”

She shakes her head, looking amazed. “No, I… This is crazy. There’s no way you can pull that off.”

“Try me.”

My wife stares at me, eyebrows raised, as though waiting for me to tell her I’m just kidding. When I don’t, she nods. “Okay. Okay. I’m not backing out. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

***

I spend the whole afternoon making plans, mostly in my office so Ava won’t see anything. When evening hits, I find her in the living room.

She pauses the show she’s watching and looks up at me excitedly. “So? How’s the search for a private island going?”

I don’t answer her question. More fun to keep the mystery. “Okay, well, there’s more than one way to do this. But I think the best one is what I’m about to suggest.”

She frowns, confused. “Okay? Do what?”

I hold out my hand, containing a single small white pill. “What if I said you could take this pill, and when you wake up, your fantasy will be true?”

She snorts. “I’d say it sounds like you’re trying to convert me into a suicide cult.”

Goddamn, she makes me laugh. We both break into chuckles for a moment.

“Anyway,” Ava prompts me as our laughter fades. “You were offering me a suicide pill or something?”

“It’s a goddamn sedative,” I say, throwing back my head. “I would never give you anything that would hurt you. Do you trust me when I say that?”

She pauses, and her face gets more serious. “Yeah. I do.”

“Do you want to take this? Otherwise, you can wear a blindfold and earmuffs as we travel to our destination.”

“Travel to our destination… Wow, you’re really not kidding about this.” Ava eyes the little white orb in my hand. “Well, I usually just take an edible for plane rides. But hey, what the fuck.” She takes the pill from me and swallows it without water. “How long until it kicks in?”

“Within the next hour.”

Her whole body gives this adorable, excited little shake. “Damn. I still can’t believe it. Are…” She looks mischievous now. “Are you going to… you know,play with mewhile I’m out?”

I raise my eyebrows. “Do you want me to?”

She looks down, and there’s something guilty in her voice. “Maybe a little.”

“I want to hear a yes or a no,” I growl.

“Yes,” she tells me, not meeting my eyes.

20 minutes later, she’s unconscious.

90 minutes later, we’re on a plane.

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