Chapter Thirty-Three: Burning I

"S and M."

Christopher says the words with emphasis.

From his tone, it’s not a question, but I am sure as hell that he wants an answer.

"I wasn't going to go."

Ah, shit. Why does my voice sound so low now? Did he even hear my answer?

I clear my throat and try again.

“I wasn’t going to go.”

"Then why is it coming up?"

Christopher asks, and the phone that is now on speaker and in his hand blares.

"You weren't? Baby! How could you."

"Fucking, Taz!"

I yell and stand from the ottoman, ready to snatch my phone from him, but Christopher raises it higher.

Why is he built tall like this?

"Are you really going to pay me? Baby, I don’t need money; I need a wing woman, and you are the best perv magnet in the game!”

" I'll send you the money as soon as I get to the bank."

I yell my reply as I jump to get the device, but no matter how high I leap, I can't reach it.

My eyes fall on Christopher’s armpits as I consider tickling him, but with the amount of muscle on his body, if I touch him, I might sl