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This was quickly becoming anoh nomoment.
He looked ready to kiss me again.
I wanted him to kiss me again.
Except I wanted a slow kiss. A soft kiss.
This was not good at all.
Post-orgasm thoughts…
Had me wanting to think with my heart.
Had me wanting Riff in a way where we kept our clothes on and hands to ourselves…
Chapter Twenty-Five
RIFF
Istood in front of the empty easel.
The empty stool.
I tapped my fingertips to the stool and nodded.
A reminder text from Abel came through.
I read it and rolled my eyes.
“I know, man,” I said. “Believe me, I know.”
I left my condo and went outside to a waiting car.
Sometimes it felt badass to be driven around.
Almost like a celebrity.
Other times, I hated it.
At least this car was nice and private.
Glass separating the front and back.
So I sat alone and avoided any kind of communication with the driver.
I didn’t even attempt to distract myself when the thought hit me.
I miss Fi already.
She had been gone for a couple hours.
And me?
I leaned forward and knocked on the glass separator.
The heavily tinted glass moved down.
“We need to make a detour,” I said.
