I find a room for the night, shower off, and call her by eight. She answers right away. “Miss me that bad, huh?”
“Had to hear your voice.”
“You bored?”
“Without you, always.”
“Finn’s turning you into a businessman now, huh? No more prowling the streets?”
I smile as I stretch out in bed. “I still got some prowling in me, don’t you worry.”
“Alright then, big scary man, how about you tell me something dirty?”
My eyebrows lift. “Are you trying to initiate phone sex?”
“Don’t make me feel weird.”
“No, I love it. What do you want to hear about?”
“I don’t know. If I were there with you in that hotel room, what would we do?”
“Ruin the place.”
“Specifics, Liam.” She sounds exasperated. “How am I going to come if you won’t be specific?”
“Alright, love, you filthy fucking girl. If you were here, I’d sink my fist into your hair, tug your mouth to mine, and taste you until I get my fill.”
“Mmmm, that’s better.”
“Wet yet?”
“Getting there.”
“In my scenario, you’re fuckingsoaked, writhing under my touch, whimpering and begging, and I’m very mean to you, love.”
“You are?!”
“Oh yes, I’m a bully to your poor, needy little pussy.”
“Fuck…”
“Regan?”
“Yes?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too. Hold on.” Static, mild cursing, and then breathing. “Okay, ready, now keep talking.”
I close my eyes, reach down my briefs, and grin into the dark.
EPILOGUE: REGAN
Several Months Later
He wakesme up with a kiss.
“Oh god, get off!” I push him away, groaning and bleary as I look at the time. “Liam, what the hell? It’s barely past six in the morning.”
