Page 23 of Tempt
“So wait, the spanking,” said Felicity. “He just did it? Or did he ask you?”
“Actually, I sort of requested it.”
My sisters exchanged a look. “Good for you,” Winnie said.
“Did you like it?” asked Felicity.
“I did, but I think it’s something I only liked because it was him.” I’d given this some thought. “Like, if he was a different kind of guy, someone more like my usual type, I don’t think it would have been as hot.”
“Because you dateboys, not men,” Winnie said.
I opened my mouth to defend myself, but the server arrived with our food.
“So did you exchange numbers or anything?” Felicity stirred her chili. “Will you see him again?”
“He gave me his card, which has a phone number on it, but I don’t really see the point in calling him.” I picked up a quarter of my sandwich. “He lives so far away.”
“Idisagree and think she should reach out,” said Winnie, squirting ketchup onto her fries.
“We’ve been over this, Win.” I gave her my bossiest big-sister look. “I’m not calling him.”
“Give me one good reason why not.”
“It’s been a month. He probably doesn’t even remember me.”
My sisters exchanged an exasperated look. “He remembers you,” said Felicity dryly.
“Because I’m busy at work.”
Winnie blew a raspberry.
“Because I don’t want to start something that doesn’t have the kind of ending I’m looking for,” I said firmly. “Not at this point in my life.”
Winnie’s posture deflated a bit. “Yeah. I guess I get that.”
“Good.” I took a bite of my sandwich.
But he was on my mind all night.
* * *
We left the restaurant just after seven, squealing as we hurried through the pouring rain without umbrellas. I waved goodbye to my sisters and jumped into my car.
Back at home, I was in my jammies by nine, just the way I liked.
After I slipped between the sheets, I lay there for a moment. Then I opened the drawer and pulled out Zach’s card again. I ran my fingertip over his name. With my pulse quickening, I picked up my phone and tapped his number into the keypad. Then I started a message.
Hi, it’s Millie MacAllister from…
Wait, from what? From last month? From New York? From hotel room sexcapades?
Delete.
Hello, this is Millie MacAllister. I don’t know if you remember me, but...
But what? But you spanked my ass and I liked it? But you gave me five orgasms in one night and thank you sir, may I have another?
Delete.
