I smirked. “I run a multibillion-dollar research and development arm of an international corporation. I’m not a scared little boy.”
My father jabbed a finger into my face, his normally handsome face screwed into an ugly mask by hate and rage.
“You are nothing. You are an ignorant, scared whelp, and I’m going to put you in your place, boy.”
“Leave,” the cook said, coming out from around the counter, rolling up his sleeves to show his prison tattoos.
My father stormed out, but not before he drew his finger across his throat.
“You’re going to regret this, Parker.”
40
Sadie
When I woke up after my big night, I felt pretty freaking good.
“Woo!” I yelled and sat up. Then immediately I cursed. “Shit. I fell asleep.” That was a big no-no, right?
Sadie:I think I did it again.
Jasmine:Lord help me.
Erika:Maybe she’ll just have to wait for the sex robots.
Sadie:Ye of little faith. I am 50% not a virgin anymore.
Erika:OMG
Jasmine:Does this mean…
Sadie:Parker got me off. Twice. He used his fingers then he went down on me.
Erika:OMG I can’t believe it.
Jasmine:I’m astounded.
Sadie:But I fell asleep before he could, you know.
Erika:Buzz into your penis flytrap.
Sadie:I feel like I should be insulted.
Jasmine:Don’t. You want to be nice and tight for him.
Sadie:What if it’s awkward at work?
Erika:Fuck him in the storage closet! That will set him straight!
Except that Parker disappeared most of the day. I worked on the Rural Trust project, watching out the window at the wide path that linked the building to the parking lot, expecting him to return. Were we going to talk about this? Did guys talk about stuff after sex?
Sadie:So do you want to hang out tonight?
Parker:Can’t tonight. Something came up.
Where had he disappeared to? Maybe he was that type of rich guy like inAmerican Psychowho had a sex addiction and saw women as something to be conquered.
Sadie:I think Parker is using me.
