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I get into my car, my brain goes into
over-analyzing mode. It's the same thing that happened after I left
Flesh. My mind makes a mountain out of a molehill, combing over
unrealistic possibilities and scenarios.
    Just because I lost
the interior design contract with Lucian, doesn't mean I can't see
him again. I do enjoy spending time with him when it's on my own
terms. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to make an appointment at Flesh
every now and then. We've already had sex once, so it's not like we
could do anything else much more forbidden. Besides, now that I've
seen him in his natural element, I do feel a deeper attraction for
him. The man is absolutely amazing. As long as I don't get
attached...
    But there's the
kicker. Every time I'm with him, it's like an emotional roller
coaster ride. It doesn't matter if it's at Flesh or his house. And
besides, I really screwed up by crying last night. Maybe he doesn't
want to see me again. Perhaps that's why he was so
dismissive...because he just couldn't wait to be rid of me.
    That thought makes
me want to cry again, but I don't. The day has just begun, and I'm
sure it's going to be a long one. I need to go home, get changed,
head to work, and deliver the bad news. One step at a time though.
One step at a time.

    ***

    I slide my key into
the door of my apartment and turn it as carefully as possible. Even
though I know that Janice is probably fast asleep, I don't want to
wake her. She works the evening shift as a manager at Walmart, and
typically doesn't get to bed until around two in the morning.
    Lucian woke me up at
six o'clock; I got back to my apartment by seven, and I don't have to
be at work until nine. That gives me an hour and a half to shower and
get ready. And I really need a shower. Not only do I smell
like sex, but it feels like I have half of Florida on the soles of my
feet from walking around barefoot.
    I close the door and
tiptoe to my bedroom to grab some fresh clothes before heading to the
bathroom. The hot water cascading over my body feels amazing, but at
the same time, it feels strange—like I'm washing off Lucian's
scent. It's a stupid thing to care about, especially since that
entire sexual encounter was so weird for me.
    When I walk out of
the shower, a dark shadow in the hall startles me. I grab my chest
just as my eyes begin to focus. It's Janice. Thank God. To be honest,
I'm not even sure why I expected it to be someone else.
    “ Late night?”
she asks, leaning against the wall. Even in the darkness, I can tell
that she's half asleep.
    “ Yeah. Go back
to bed.” I try to shoo her off, knowing that she needs her
sleep more than I need to gush about my wild night.
    “ You didn't
answer any of my texts.” She frowns.
    “ Sorry. I was
busy.” I cower a little. It's not like it's my duty to tell her
where I'm at every hour of the day, but usually I let her know when
I'm going to be out all night, which only ever happens when I'm
staying at my parents' house.
    “ Felt like
going home for a while?” She crosses her arms over her chest as
if she's cold.
    “ No. It's a
long story.”
    “ Oh? Sounds
interesting.” She perks up.
    “ It is, but
not one I really have time to tell right now.” I glance towards
my bedroom.
    “ Well, give me
the short version, and we can get into the details later.”
    I hate just giving
her a teaser, but in truth, I'm dying to tell her what happened. “I
slept with a potential new client.”
    Her mouth falls open
in disbelief. “You. Slept with someone. You slept with
someone?”
    “ Yes.” I
start to wiggle excitedly, but then pain shoots up my leg, causing me
to still.
    “ Wow. He must
have been a real charmer to get into your steel clad chastity belt.”
She smirks at me.
    “ Don't say
that.” I wrinkle my nose. “You know I went to Flesh, so
it's not like it's on that tight.”
    “ You must have
accidentally left it unlocked.”
    “ Pfft.”
I roll my eyes.
    “ Well,”
she yawns. “For as much as I want to