I watched her crunch away on her computer as she designed a form that created a rank choice voting system, then fed it into a spreadsheet. After about ten minutes, she had it allfigured out and I had a link in my inbox. She yawned as she slammed her laptop shut.
“You’re tired,” I said. “Go get some sleep, pretty girl.”
I loved seeing her sleepy smile. All the memories of her next to me in bed, all soft and warm, float up. “You should too.”
“I’m wide awake. I’ve just been talking about sex with the hottest girl I know. And she still hasn’t told me which scene she likes best.”
Violet put her hands over her mouth and squealed. “Ilikedtheclosetscene.”
I sat up and leaned into my phone. “What was that?”
“Nothing!”
I sat back again and let my hand drift into my shorts. “No, no. My Violet’s not bashful. Tell me what you liked, baby.”
I sucked a little air through my teeth as my cock thickened in my hand. I gave it a firm stroke from root to tip.
Violet’s face flushed. “Are you, is your hand . . .”
“Does that make you uncomfortable? I can stop.”
Her mouth opened and closed several times. “Not . . . uncomfortable.” Her hand disappeared below the frame of the screen.
“This doing something for you, baby?”
Vi’s head cocked back just slightly with a drowsy blink.
“Why don’t you go ahead and tell me what you liked?”
Her smile was wicked. “It’ll be on the spreadsheet.”
I smirked. “I’ve got my hands full. I can’t open the spreadsheet right now.” I looked into my lap. “He needs to know.”
She growled with a laugh. “You’re infuriating.”
“He misses you,” I sang. “You were always his favorite.”
“Ugh! Goodbye!” The call ended.
Okay, I probably was being a little shit. I needed to apologize.
COLTON
he says he’s sorry
(pic of Colton frowning)
and I’m sorry too
he misbehaves a lot
VIOLET
especially on work flights
COLTON
yes especially then
