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EvansDespite my late nights with Carolina, I've been having no trouble coming into the office at my usual time each morning—somewhere between eight and eight-thirty, depending on what time I plan on returning home.This morning, I'm in the elevator up to my office by eight fifteen. The firm has a suite of offices that comprise three floors of a high rise in midtown Manhattan, and my office is the penthouse—I have a suite to myself, in the corner of the topmost floor.From the office, I have a spectacular view of the city that I almost never get to appreciate. The only times I have the chance to look out the window are while I'm on the phone."You've had two calls so far this morning, Mr. Armstrong," says my assistant as soon as I step through the glass door. Kerry's at her desk. She doesn't look up from her computer screen as she vigorously types."Already? That's early."She shrugs. "I told them you'd be in the office within the hour, and they said they'd call back, but you'll proba
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CarolOn Friday night, while Evans is getting ready to leave, I busy myself clearing away the dishes from the dinner we shared with Brandon.Brandon tags after Evans, whining, "Why can't you stay and paint with me and Carolina?""I told you, little man," Evans says, ruffling his hair. "I'm going to spend some time with Uncle Declan and Uncle Reed. It's been a while since I've seen them.""So? I want you to stay," Brandon pleads.Silently, I smile down at the dishes. I have to agree with that. Since Evans told me about his poker night yesterday, I've been a little bummed out that we won't be able to spend the night together.I've been trying to tell myself to get over it; this is the deal we have, and besides, I've spent time with him almost every night since that first time we had sex. He'll probably be back in my room tomorrow night, I tell myself as I start the dishwasher, drying my hands on a kitchen towel."Carolina," Evans says from the doorway, "can I speak to you upstairs for a
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EvansI hold my phone under the table so that the guys can't see my text conversation. When Carolina's message pops up on screen, I allow myself a brief, satisfied smile.I type my response, then look back up at the other two.We're at Declan's place tonight. Sophie was around earlier, but an old friend from college showed up for a night on the town, so she headed out a while ago. It was hard to miss the pure love in Declan's expression as she kissed him on her way out the door.Reed and Declan have been making the usual chitchat, but I've had trouble focusing on the conversation—waiting for that exact text from Carolina. As Declan deals out a new hand, I play with the vibrator's remote in my pocket.I turn it on.Declan and Reed pick up their hands, and a second later, so do I. I've been on a slight delay all evening.Two fours, a six, and an ace.I adjust the vibrator, turning up the speed. I imagine the sounds Carolina must be making right now. I wonder if that cute flush is spread
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CarolinaMy entire body feels like it's tingling from the string of orgasms I've had. I literally lost count at one point and just had to text an emoji to Evans because I couldn't get my thumbs to type out anything more than that.And yet somehow, despite how many times I've come tonight, heat flashes through me as I read his last text.EVANS: Open your legs, angel. The first thing I want to see is how wet you are.Holy shit, this man. He's not even here, and his dirty mouth still has me squirming. I follow the command in the text, leaving the vibrator inside my pussy and spreading my legs open wide.It's a vulnerable position to be in, especially since I can feel how wet I am, my slick arousal cooling on my thighs as the air hits it. But I trust Evans, and I like obeying his bossy orders in bed, because every time I do, the reward makes it well worth the effort.My clit is still throbbing, and my entire lower body feels swollen and hot. The little silicone toy has finally stopped vib
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CarolinaAs if he can read my thoughts, Evans fists his cock, rubbing his thumb over the precum that's gathering at the tip. "I played like shit tonight. Do you know how fucking hard it is to win a poker game when all of your blood keeps rushing south?"I whimper softly, my inner walls squeezing around the toy. "Sorry."He smirks, crawling up onto the bed with me and gripping my inner thighs as he opens my legs even wider. "You don't sound sorry.""Well... maybe I'm not."He settles between my legs, his gaze dropping to my wet, swollen pussy. "Goddamn. I've never been jealous of a piece of silicone before, but fucking hell, I am right now. Look at you, baby. You're squeezing it so tight.""Uh huh." I nod, my breath hitching as he slowly pulls the toy out of me. He drags his tongue over it, cleaning it up, and I practically come again from the look on his face as he tastes my arousal.Something shifts in his features, any hint of playfulness or humor disappearing, replaced by a hungry
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CarolinaStarting to move my hand and mouth in unison, I bob my head up and down, working to go a little deeper each time. My heart pounds harder, a little spike of adrenaline zapping through me every time his crown hits the back of my throat.When I have him deeper than I've ever taken him before, I squeeze the base of his shaft with my hand and then swallow, and Evans's thigh muscles go rigid."Fuck," he grunts. "Jesus fucking Christ, Carolina. Where did you learn to do that?"I'm assuming the question must be rhetorical, since there's no way I can answer right now. But I can also tell he liked it, so I do it again, holding my breath as I slide down a little farther and then swallow around him.I keep going like that, opening my throat and the back of my mouth as much as I can as I struggle to take him all the way inside. Evans's hand tightens around my hair, pulling on the strands until a pleasant sting spreads across my scalp. His breath is ragged, and when I look up at him throug
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Carolina"Fuck..." The word is hoarse, his breath warming the skin of my neck. He stays like that for a long moment, then finally lifts his head. His dark blue eyes have a hazy, post-sex gleam in them, and he shakes his head as he huffs a little laugh. "You really have no idea what you do to me, do you?"I can't help the little flutter that passes through my stomach, and I drag one finger down the angular line of his jaw. "Maybe not. So you'd better keep giving me hints."I squeeze around him as I speak, and he grunts, dropping his head again and mouthing at my neck as he gropes me roughly."I'd fuck you again right now if I could," he mutters, nipping at my throat. "And maybe spank you too, for being such a tempting little tease. But I think you wrecked me."He pulls out, securing the condom before sliding it off. He disposes of it quickly, and I stay where I am as I watch him. I hope he won't leave yet, but I know I don't have any right to ask him to stay, so I try to keep my expres
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EvansOutside the windows in my home office, the sky is a gentle shade of deep orange, fading into the gray of the clouds. It's early in the evening, and from the other room, I can hear the sounds of Carolina playing with Brandon: her voice, and Brandon's cheerful peals of laughter.The doorbell sounds. I consider getting up to answer it myself, but I hear Carolina call out, and her footsteps echo in the front hall.There is a quiet exchange of words, unintelligible from this far away, and then the sound of the door closing. A few moments later, she appears in the doorway to my office.A large garment bag is slung over her forearm, and she wears a baffled, worried look on her face."What the hell is this?" she asks.I lean back in my chair, regarding her steadily. "It's a dress."She scoffs a little. "I know that, but what's it doing here?""I ordered it for the charity auction," I tell her. "I wanted to make sure you had something to wear."She blinks at me, seeming stunned, then unz
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CarolinaFor a few seconds, I'm silent, in shock. Then the tears start, and I'm powerless to stop them. "Of course," I manage to choke out, a feeling of weightless elation filling my heart. I feel as though I might drift straight out of this Ferris wheel, up into the sky. "Of course I will."Evans smiles, pressing a kiss to my lips over Brandon's head."Yes!" Brandon shouts, delighted, and Evans and I break apart. I smile at Brandon through my happy tears."What's up, bud?""You're getting married to each other!" Brandon exclaims, beaming. "This is the best birthday ever!" Then he frowns abruptly, noticing my expression. "Why are you crying? Are you sad?""No," I assure him. "Sometimes, people cry when they're very, very happy."The Ferris wheel lurches back into motion, and I feel Evans's hand on my shoulder, his fingertips brushing my neck.As we near the ground, I peer down at the crowd, my eyes widening when I recognize a few familiar faces. "Wait—Evans, is that Olivia?""I invite
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Carolina"Go easy on the cotton candy," I chide Brandon, whose lips are sticky and purple from the confection. "That stuff is gonna make you feel sick.""But it's my birthday!""I know," I say, "but you don't want to be sick on your birthday, do you? After all, you haven't ridden the roller coaster yet."He frowns, considering this, his gaze straying to the kiddie roller coaster across the fairway. Then he shrugs, conceding the point. "Okay," he says. "Everyone else can share the rest of mine."He hands the remaining candy floss over to one of his friends, Jazz, who eagerly tears off a chunk and passes it to the next child.I smile, stepping back to stand beside Evans. Brandon wanted to invite his entire class back to the amusement park for his birthday—a huge fling that would've been immensely difficult if it weren't for the presence of some of the other parents, extra watchful eyes on the kids."We should go on the roller coaster next," Brandon says, trying to cajole his friends. "W
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EvansAfter I finish, Carolina is silent for so long that it terrifies me.I just unloaded my entire heart to her, but for the first time in my life, I'm not sure if I said the right thing. I'm not sure if there's anything else I should say, or if another word might only make things worse.I've always known how to handle myself in any situation, always prided myself on being able to manage whatever came my way. But as I gaze at Carolina, desperately wanting her to believe me, all of that confidence slips away.There are tears in the corners of her eyes. Did I just make her cry? Is she upset? Did I just fuck up again?I open my mouth, not sure what else is going to come out—probably a babbling mess of nonsense, to be honest—but before I can stammer a single word, Carolina leans up to kiss me.We stay there for a few moments, locked in a deep kiss. All I can think about is how soft her lips are against mine, the scent of her floral shampoo that I sought in the sheets of my empty bed for
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CarolinaIt's a long drive, all the way from Evans's place up to the Bronx. With each passing minute, I grow more confused, until finally, Evans pulls into a tree-lined asphalt drive, dappled with sunlight.I don't know what destination I was expecting, but whatever it was, it wasn't this. We're at Woodlawn Cemetery.Evans drives slowly through the wrought iron gates, then up the winding access road, in silence. I turn to him, frowning."Evans—""Almost there," he says.He stops the car beneath the sweeping branches of a massive maple, then steps out, gesturing for me to do the same. I hesitate for a few moments, watching as he crosses the street and approaches a simple, granite headstone.Finally, my curiosity gets the better of me. I climb out of the car and approach him. He turns to face me."I wanted to take you to meet my sister," he says. He's smiling, but there's something sad in the depths of his eyes. "I thought that the most important ladies in my life should get the chance
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CarolinaOutside of Evans's ceiling-high windows, there's a flawless view of the winding branches of the oak tree in the backyard. I wake to the sound of a bird, sitting on the branch, chirping a morning tune.I'm nestled into Evans's arms, and that feels... good. Warm. Right. He's still asleep; the bird hasn't woken him. I spend a few seconds dwelling on the blissful feeling, the pleasant soreness in my muscles, as I watch the chickadee hop around on the branch and finally take flight.As soon as it vanishes out of sight, the reality of everything starts to sink in, and I bite my lip as a knot forms in my stomach.Shit. What did I just do?This was a huge mistake. The wound of our breakup was finally starting to heal over, enough that we could have a nice dinner without any awkwardness and with minimal hurt.And now, after this, I've definitely just reopened it, to its fullest extent.It's just going to get harder and harder every time I let myself have a taste. I can't let this cycl
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CarolinaEvans trails his mouth over my neck and shoulders, teeth scraping my skin as I hook my legs around his waist, both of us desperate for the other."So fucking perfect." His voice is muffled against my skin, as if he can't bear to pull away long enough to speak. "You taste so good, Carolina. Every inch of you. I need you so goddamn badly."His hands move to the waistband of my pants, working the button and zipper down, and I rock from side to side a little, lifting my hips enough for him to slide them off. He takes my panties with them, and I hiss out a breath as the cool marble meets my bare skin."I need to be inside you," Evans groans, nearly ripping my pants off my legs as I desperately kick off my shoes. The heat between us is like an inferno, and I swear the rest of my clothes are about to burn to ash just from touching my skin. "Can I...?""Yes!" It's a breathless gasp, and I nod, reaching for his pants too.He's still wearing his shirt, and so am I, but I hardly even ca
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CarolinaA rush of memories hits me as I walk down the second-floor hallway, especially as I walk past the room I lived in while I worked here. Unable to help my curiosity, I pause outside the door, leaning in to survey my old living space.It's almost empty. The bed is made, but it looks like it hasn't been touched since I was here. It's a little depressing, so I move on quickly.Brandon, in his room, has already put on his pajamas with lightning speed. He's crawling into bed as I enter."Story, story, story!" he chants, an eager grin on his face."Ah, ah," I say. "What are you forgetting?"Brandon frowns for a moment, unsure; then realization dawns on him. He climbs back out of bed and goes into the bathroom to brush his teeth. Only once he's back do I settle on the side of his bed, racking my brains for a story.Eventually, I spin a tale about our two betta fish meeting in a stream and becoming friends. Given what I know about betta fish, this is a pretty fanciful story—if Gill and
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CarolinaWe all head up to the registers together, and once everything is paid for, I pause by the door awkwardly, glancing back at Brandon and Evans."Well, it was really nice to run into the two of you," I begin, expecting to ungracefully part ways."You should come have dinner with us!" Brandon bursts out loudly—he's having an energetic day.I cringe internally, glancing over at Evans. "Um, I don't know if that's a good idea, kiddo.""But it would be so fun!" Brandon cries.Evans nods, his eyes warm as he meets my gaze. His voice is sincere as he says, "Please. You should join us."Whatever I was expecting Evans to say, it wasn't that. I open my mouth to refuse, then close it, considering. It couldn't hurt to just go over for dinner. In fact, it might help with the heartache I've been feeling—a reminder that time moves on, or something."Okay, sure," I say hesitantly. "I didn't have anything to do this evening, anyway."Rather than taking the subway back to my place, I get into the
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CarolinaThere are at least fifteen different brands of fish food at the pet store, which makes shopping for my still-unnamed betta fish way more difficult than it needs to be.It's a low maintenance creature, so I don't know what could possibly necessitate all of these different brands. One promises shinier scales, and the other claims to promote healthier fins. I shake my head, weighing one option in each hand.Finally, I decide to make the choice at random. If I picked wrong, my unnamed fish will just have to cope with subpar pellets.I toss the box into my shopping basket and continue down the aisle. I have to pick out a new filter for his little tank, then I'll be on my way.As I round the corner into the next aisle, I almost run straight into someone. I stumble back, startled, and drop my basket. The box of fish food slides across the floor."S-sorry," I stammer, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment."No worries," says a familiar voice.I freeze with my hand halfway to the fish
