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What? I felt a pull from the wraps and they fell loose, releasing my hands. I rested my fists against the wall by my head, trying to catch my breath.“Really?” I asked.“Sure.”I finally straightened up and brought my hands down, turning to him. He read my suspicious surprise on my face and flashed a quick smirk.“Go. Have a nice evening with your chick.”“You know you’re a ruthless son of a bitch, right?” I grunted, doing the buttons to my fly.“And I love it. Like you.”He sat down at the head of the table, settling the bottle of oil in front of him as he watched me button up my shirt and try to smooth the wrinkles. I faced him, hesitating. Something was off and I couldn’t put my finger on it.“Sure I can go? You ain’t calling security or anything?”He frowned, shaking his head slightly. “No. You’re free to go.” His hand waved to the door and came to rest on the bottle. “Or you can stay and have the kind of fun you like. From now on, it’ll be up to you.”I closed my eyes for a heart
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I couldn’t tell why I stood up even if my life depended on it. Maybe out of habit of doing anything he told me to.“You didn’t feel like going back home yet?” he asked as we headed back to the Square together.I shook my head, wondering why I was so incapable of saying no to him.“And you don’t have anywhere else to go.”I shook my head again. No matter how pathetic it sounded, there was no point in lying after he’d found me like that.When we reached the parking lot, he took me around the Square to a door on the west side. He pressed his thumb on a touchscreen on the frame and waited. It took a moment to slide open, revealing a glass elevator that ran on the outer side of the building. I’d never been on that side of the lot, basically because I had nothing to do there, so I’d never seen the elevator before. We got in and the booth started up the glass well, letting the city skyline show up past the trees that surrounded the lot fence. The booth had no buttons: it had only one destina
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He glanced back at me from over his shoulder. “Bullshit,” he said, and threw a bag on the island. “D’you like seafood?”No doubt food is the way to a man’s heart. “Sure.”“Great. Lou’s allergic, so I can only have it when he’s not home.”“You guys live together?” I asked, suddenly alarmed by the perspective of Mr. All Fours walking in at any moment, to find his alpha having dinner with the rebellious pet.“Sort of. We’re what you can call an open couple, and we like to have our own places in case we need some room. We only get together when we feel like it. Which is pretty often anyway.”“Ouch,” I grunted.“Sorry, didn’t mean to—” He flashed a quick smile.“It’s okay. Let me lend a hand,” I said, dropping my bag on the table as I still tried to believe my ears. Had the arrogant prick just apologized for something he’d said to me?He was filling a pot with tap water, and gave me room to wash my hands, asking me about the seminar like he and I about to cook together was such a normal th
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I looked away with a heartfelt sigh. He gave me a moment to reply, but I didn’t. He’d already said it all.“That’s why she resents your coming home late, and that you’d rather jerk off with a little oil than fuck her.”“Why d’you always have to be such a blunt son of a bitch?”“Me?” He chuckled, refilling our glasses with some five-figure Californian white wine. “For giving voice to what you already know? Or for giving you a taste of all you don’t find with her?”I met his eyes with a thoughtful frown. “Why d’you do it?” I blurted out. “I know I’ve already asked you this, but you never give me a real answer. I mean, what’s in there for you right now? What d’you actually get from edging me into your horny pet? Not like you even get hard over it.”The bastard spun on his seat to keep from spraying my face with half-chewed food while he laughed out loud. He took a minute to calm down, wash the basin and come back to his seat, still giggling.“Jesus, boy! How can you be so fucking blind?”
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I rolled my eyes yet again, stepping down from the tall chair to pick up our polished dishes and take them to the basin. I heard him step down too and open the fridge.“I’m afraid I only have pistachio with chocolate chips and aniseed cream,” he said.“Shame on you. Where d’you have bowls?”“In the cupboard.”I brought two fancy crystal bowls to the island while he reached out to grab spoons from the first drawer, leaving two packs of ice cream before him.“I’ve got a challenge for you,” he said, filling the bowls. “Last week, in New York, my wife brought it up and—”“You call your boyfriend wife?”“What? No. Lou’s my partner and my wife is my wife. Actually, she’s Lou’s big sister.”“Gross.”“Not really. I’ll explain some other time. We haven’t divorced ‘cause I want her to have access to my money for anything she may need. We’re good friends, you see.”“Go figure, if she’s okay with you fucking her brother.”“She set us up.”“And you let her go?”He blinked, taken aback, and then la
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“Let’s do something,” he said. “You finish the seminar and push your project as far as you can. It’s a good one, and I already have a couple of ideas to use it, but first I gotta see what you guys actually make of it. In the meantime, I’m gonna try to get some of my wife’s prototypes to get the coding started. And once you’re done with your project, you can hop in to join mine.”“Sounds good,” I said. And it was true, it did.“Great. By the way, I’m gonna need a test subject.”The way he smirked made me frown. “Forget it.”He raised his eyebrows. “These things need lube.”“Oh, you son of a thousand bitches.”“Great. I knew I could count on you.”I snorted, about to grumble some more, but my eyes fell on the wall clock. Almost nine! I’d be lucky if I didn’t find my few belongings packed outside my apartment’s door.“Shit!” I grunted, standing up. “Sorry, but I really gotta go.”He stopped me with a smile when I grabbed my phone to call an Uber and took his to make the call. Weird. It w
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He stopped on the driveway and led me to the front door, where he pointed at another touchscreen by the doorframe.“There. Use your finger and your key,” he said, smiling at my suspicious frown.I did and the front door clicked. He pulled it wide open. Three soft warm lights came to life in the ceiling, revealing a cozy living area and a kitchen at the other end. The stairs to the upper floor were against the wall on the right.“C’mon in,” he said, waving for me to walk in.I stopped just past the doorway, still trying to understand what was this place and why he’d taken me there.“This is one of the guesthouses,” he said in a casual tone, coming to stand by my side. “There’s a toilet under the stairs and two bedrooms upstairs.”“And we’re here why?”“Next time you need a break, you can come here. Nobody will disturb you, and you can stay for as long as you want, be it a couple of hours or a couple of years.”I turned to him, speechless. Behind us, the soft roar of a fine engine grew
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Of course I left. I ran away like a damned chicken.Steph didn’t even glance at me when I got home, which gave me the priceless chance to take my chicken ass straight to the shower. I lingered under the warm rain, trying to decide whether I felt relieved or regretted declining Big Ellie’s last temptation.The bed was vacant when I finally left the bathroom, still incapable of telling how I felt, so I got in it. Time for Steph to try the couch. Yeah, anytime. She could be proud and stubborn, but she was no fool. She wouldn’t give up her half of the comfy mattress.I rolled over, turning my back on her, and she got in bed without a word, staying as far from me as the king size allowed her to, so we didn’t brush each other even by mistake.Midnight found me awake, listening to her slow, deep breathing from what seemed a world away, while I tried to find some kind of clarity in the swamp my mind was.I didn’t want to give up on her, on us, just yet. Couple have rough patches now and then.
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