Page 66 of So This Is War
Levi:Great. Thanks.
Wylie:Okay, safe travels. See you later tonight.
Levi:Yeah, see you tonight.
“What are you doing right now?”Sandie asks over the phone.
“Spraying Levi’s clothes.”
“What?” Sandie asks on a chuckle.
“He asked me to rewash all of his clothes, and there was no way I was going to do that, so I picked up some fabric spray, and I’m giving them a spray down to avoid extra work.”
“Ooo, smart.”
“Thank you. Also stocked up on grocery store bagels and froze those. The fucker won’t even know the difference. And I did what you said to do with the book, wrote the first few pages andthen just copy and pasted shit from the internet and formatted it. Doubt he’ll even read it.”
“Did you bind it together like a book?”
“Yup, he’s going to think I’m a magician.”
Sandie laughs. “And the placemat?”
“Found it at West Elm. Bought three on sale, just in case he tries to pull another stain stunt.”
“You are my hero.”
“Thank you, I try. Oh, and because I half-fisted all of my tasks, I was able to sit on his comfy couch today and work on that entry for Patty Ford.”
“How did it come out?” she asks as I open his underwear drawer and spray the fabric down.
“I think okay. I took a screenshot of her and did a silhouette of her body. Still working in the right lettering, but I think it could be a viable option. I want to make a few options, some sexy ones and some discreet ones.”
“I think that’s smart. When’s the boss supposed to be home?”
“Anytime now.”
“What are you wearing?”
Smirking to myself, I say, “A pair of loose-fitting sweatpants being held up single-handedly by my hips and your Mickey Mouse shirt.”
“Oh my God, Wylie.” She laughs. “That shirt is short on me. What the hell does it look like on you?”
“A toddler’s shirt. I had a very hard time getting it over my breasts. Most of my stomach is showing, not wearing a bra, and I plan on playing with my nipples right before he gets home so they’re hard as stones.”
“You’re evil, but also, I’m interested to see how long he can hold out. I’m invested.”
“I’m interested to see as well,” I say.
“And when he gives in, will you give in too?”
“You know, I thought about that, and I don’t know. I’d have to see how it is at the time.”
“I think that’s fair,” she says. “But also for your sake, I hope you give in. I know how much you’ve wanted him.”
“That was before I found out he was in cahoots with my father. Now . . . now I’m seeking revenge.”
“No, you’re seeking erotic torture.”
