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He blinks. “I’ll call you if I need you. Bye, Miss Webber.”
    I scoot the chair back, still confused about what the hell is going on, but I’ll take this as a sign to leave quickly before he comes up with more excuses to keep me here.
    Whatever is going on, it’s totally weird, even for him, and that’s saying something. He’s always weird but never this weird. It’s like he’s suddenly discovered I’m a woman or something. That, or he was blatantly checking me out.
    Nah. I’m going crazy.
    Time for some sweet … dark … delicious … Snickers.
     
     

Chapter 5
     
     
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    FROM: [email protected]
    TO: [email protected]
     
    I’m horny. Let’s start our game.
     
    A.
     
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    FROM: [email protected]
    TO: [email protected]
     
    Whoa, not even a ‘hi’? What’s up with you?
     
    Xx
    S.
     
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    FROM: [email protected]
    TO: [email protected]
     
    Sorry, Princess. Tough day at work. Wanna play? If you’re up for it, of course.
     
    A.
     
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    FROM: [email protected]
    TO: [email protected]
     
    I want to see more of you before I say yes.
     
    Xx
    S.
     
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    FROM: [email protected]
    TO: [email protected]
     
    More of what? My cock?
     
    A.
     
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    FROM: [email protected]
    TO: [email protected]
     
    Cock is always good, but I’d like to see your smile. That would be nice. Any smile would be nice right now …
     
    Xx
    S.
     
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    FROM: [email protected]
    TO: [email protected]
     
    Never mind.
     
    A.
     
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    I frown, gazing at my screen. Jesus, did he just blow me off because I didn’t want to participate in his game without him showing me more? Is a picture of his lips so hard to do? Men …
    Shaking my head, I sigh and close my laptop. I was serious when I said I would play if he showed me some more, but I was really in need of something … sweet. Just once, a guy who doesn’t want to use me would be nice.
    I think Mr. Awesome had a very bad day because he normally never acts like this. At least not to me. I hope it’ll blow over soon; otherwise, I’m afraid I can’t continue our little affair. I don’t do dipshits, and I certainly am not interested in a one-way-please.
    Groaning, I flop down on my bed and close my eyes. Guess I’ll have to do the job myself tonight. This lust isn’t going anywhere if I don’t make it go away, and I have the perfect toy sitting in my closet. Time to make use of my good old fantasy.
    I just have to ignore the fact that it was Leo who got me this annoyed and riled up at the same time.
     
    ***
     
    The next day…
     
     
    My phone buzzes, waking me up way too early for my comfort. It’s Friday, one of my two days that I have off from work, and now is the time Leo decides to text me. While wiping the sand from my eyes, I check his message.
     
    Check your mailbox. I had something delivered to you today. Let me know when you have it. It’s important.
     
    “Yes, Sir,” I reply in the air, but then immediately shut my mouth because I know I sound ridiculous talking to myself. Guess there’s no such thing as a day off in Leo King’s book.
    I scoot up from the bed, put on a robe and a pair of slippers, and then make my way outside. I speed walk down the path to pull open the mailbox and quickly take out whatever’s inside. There’s no package, however. I return to my home with all the papers in my hand. Just before I close the door behind me, something hits the back of my head. It all drops to the floor, and as I turn around I put my hand on my head to check for injuries. The newspaper boy just flew by on his bicycle. I guess he forgot I’m capable of throwing back a brick. Too bad he’s already too far ahead.
    “Little shit!” I yell,