You can do this, Eloise. You deserve to have everything you’ve ever wanted, so why not have some fun getting it?
I didn’t make eye contact, but stopped at the toaster. “So, I’m going to have some toast and then we can go bail everything out. If you insist, I mean.”
He cleared his throat.
His voice jumped up and down nervously, “Sure, sure. I guess I should…”
I put bread in the toaster, seeing him adjust himself out of the corner of my eye.
“I should probably go put on jeans and layer up. It’s fucking miserable out there by the looks of it.”
“Uh-huh.” I sighed, feigning apathy. He finished his tea and put it in the sink.
“Yep. Just going to… do that.”
“Duncan if you are thinking about going upstairs to have a wank, I know what you’re up to. Don’t think you are sneaky.”
He gaped. “You know, you really are presumptuous, Miss Mills!”
“And you like it when I am. So you’re not hiding anything.”
He blushed and shook his head. Then, disappeared. Oof. Ilovedwatching him dangle looking for my approval. Yes, Icoulddo this. I earned my place and a bit of fun. This fuck-up prince wouldnotbe the thing to stagnate a promising career. I wouldn’t let another man’s poor choices derail my life.Never again!
PART TWO
DENIAL
23
TORTURE
DUNCAN
Iwas delighted and appalled at Ella’s elite torture skills. Hung over, burned, and miserable, I put myself back together for a chance to go down on her. I wanted to kiss her in the kitchen and fantasized about doing just that before fucking her against the kitchen island. I couldn’t fight a stare as she bent over to sort through the lowest dresser drawer. Her arse was so splendid!
She called me out on my intent to wank earlier. Which, yes, had been my plan and didn’t stop me from doing it quickly. If I’d followed her directive, I’d have a permanent boner right now. The way she barked ordersdelightedme. She wielded that sword like a fucking pro.
“What else?” I asked. “This thing? What is this?”
I pointed to a sculpture sitting by her bed.
“It’s a nightlight usually. The base lights up,” she said.
I picked it up and part of it dropped off.
“Sorry, sorry,” I said. “What the fuck?”
She giggled before saying, “Don’t pick it up.”
“What? Why?”
She rolled her eyes. “That part…it’s a vibrator. Practically indestructible but yeah. The part that glows is the charger.”
“It looks like… art. Ingenious.”
“It’s fun. Either way, no one lives with me here, I don’t have any reason to hide it, and no one knows.”
It was bold and cheeky.
