I’ve got a hot news flash for her—she’s going to lose. I might not have been at the top of my game for the past two years, but the sadist is back, and he isextremelyunhappy in this moment.
I pull my hand free from his and text her.
WHERE IS IT?
Ineveruse caps lock unless I’m literally screaming.
She must be sittingthere trying not to laugh her ass off, because she texts me back almost immediately.
Where’s what?
She has the utter balls to follow that with the angel emoji face.
YOU FUCKING KNOW WHAT. WHERE IS IT?
She sends me the smiling devil face emoji.
Then—
Is there something you’re looking for, George?
Followed by the happy cat face emoji.
That.
Bitch.
I love the woman,but in this moment, if she was standing in front of me, I might literally consider strangling her.
I guess because it’s been a couple of years since I’ve practiced law with her, and because of my own emotional wasteland, I’d forgotten what a stone-cold terror she couldabsolutelybe when she was pursuing a win in a case. Brutally effective, no mercy.
TELL ME
I impatiently await her reply.
I’ll be home around 11 and will come over. You can play in other ways until then. I suggest you enjoy yourself and stop worrying about one little thing. If you want to be fucked, I sent him with the strap-on. He can use that on you.
That just…infuriatesme and stokes my rage as if she’d injected pure oxygen into the flames.
TELL ME WHERE IT IS OR I’M GETTING MY BOLT CUTTERS.
Shesends me the middle finger emoji in reply. Then—
I’ll call you in 5 minutes. You cut that lock off for ANYTHING other than he’s LITERALLY bleeding or his skin’s turning black, and my resignation letter will be on your desk and my office cleared out within two hours. Try me.
Shocked, I stare at her response. She and I have had some pretty heated disagreements over the years, called eachother names, andalwayshugged it out immediately after.
Never, and I meannever, has sheeverthreatened to quit.
Ever.
And she never bluffs with me, because she knows I’ll call her on it.
Declan’s reading it, too. “Holyshit,” he mutters. “Well,thatescalated quickly. I think she means it, Sir.”
Fuck.
Terror fills me as my rage evaporates. My cock’s wilted now, anyway. The last thingon my mind in this moment is sex.
