10: Hazel.

“You’re coming, aren’t you?”

“What?” I turn around to see Emily standing in the door of my office and blink away visions of my cock buried inside Anita. “Oh, the cocktail party.”

“Are you okay?” She frowns at me, but I wave her off.

“Just distracted. I’ll swing by for a minute or two. I’ve got some things to take care of tonight.” The main one being to track down Anita and make good on my promise for avoiding me.

“All right, I’ll see you in there.”

After Emily leaves, I force myself to concentrate and finish up the last things I needed to do before leaving. My mind is so distracted with thoughts of Anita and how I’m going to make her mine. She’s so damn skittish about letting this happen, but I plan on proving that this is the only path she can take.

How else am I supposed to live my life without her? There’s no part of my future where I don’t see her in it, and now that I’ve had a little taste of her, I want the whole fucking thing.

Halfway down the hall, I can already hear the music