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I paced. “Yeah, he already offered. I mean, he actually demanded to help me.”
“Let him. You’ll work it all out. ‘Salomé’s meet challenges head on,’” Mary said in a mockingly deep voice like my fathers.
I groaned. “Not funny, Mary. But thanks. I’m… I’m listening.”
“I’m always here whatever you decide, my beautiful kept friend.” She hung up.
Flopping back down on the couch, my mind went over all that happened, and where I stood with Jonas Crane. After ignoring everyone about Declan, it wasn’t as easy to sweep my worries away.
The thought of not seeing Jonas ached my chest. But Mary and Gregor were right. This wasn’t me and forming an attachment to a man set on not getting attached was a sure path to a heartache. Searching my heart, I feared too late. Jonas was under my skin, and I wasn’t one to let go easy.
Dozing in front of the TV after five back-to-back episodes of Star Trek Next Generation, my text message alert went off. Jonas.
How are you feeling?
Awful. I swallowed hard.Better thanks.
Get plenty of rest. Bad news. Plans changed. I have to go to San Francisco.
My stomach flipped.So you won’t be able to come back to New York?
He texted back:No. Sorry.
I frowned.I’m disappointed. I’ll miss you. I wish you could change it.I typed, then erased it. Instead, I texted back:
I understand. I hope you can come back before you go back to Texas.
His response came almost immediately.I want you to fly to San Francisco and join me.
My eyes lit up. Jonas wanted to spend time with me during his work conference. Of course I knew I was making more of it than it was, but I still found it encouraging. I replied.Really? Yes!!
I would have to get approval from Gregor, I didn’t think it would be a problem, though.
He replied.Did that put a smile on your face?
I giggled and texted back.Yes it did:)
He responded:I wish I could see it, but I’m at a show with a friend.
My brows puckered.Girl or boy? I wanted to ask, but didn’t.
I’m curled up on the couch watching Star Trek.
He texted back.If you added naked, I’d abandon my seat to see you on webcam.
I felt a laugh escape from somewhere deep inside.You pervert. I’m not doing that again!
We both know you will do that and more if I tell you to.
My face warmed up as a tremor went through me. Jonas was right. Submitting to his demands thrilled me.When you are here.
He responded:Every night before you sleep, I want you to masturbate. Think of my hands on you. But on Wednesday night, you’re not allowed to come. I’ll take care of you on Thursday.
Heat flooded my body as I read his text. With images of doing his command. How would he know if I did it? He must have read my mind, because he texted
I’ll know the second I see you. You could test me, but you might not like your punishment. Think last time, but more. You tied down.
I thought about how he had denied me an orgasm after the opera and frowned.No thanks.
