Page 56 of Burning Deceptions
I settled my elbows on my knees. He really was nineteen. Was I out of my mind?
Lol. That’s not exactly how I’m doing it.
Ash
Oh I know. You’re probably throwing it into bags for the dry cleaners.
Some of it.
A picture came through next, and my eyes bugged as my breath caught in my throat. A hand, I assumed Asher’s, held a pair of black lace panties, and the caption read: “Delicates or hand wash?”
When did you wear those?
Ash
Would a better question be: when will I wear them again?
I palmed my mouth and lower jaw, sexual fantasies wakening with a few texts.
I’ll never look at this chore the same way again.
Ash
Mission accomplished.
I lay back and grinned like a fool. Asher was a handful I’d be chasing after for a while before I could manage an equal footing. I hoped he didn’t get bored as I sifted through this closet I’d forced us into. Perhaps I’d never kiss him on a crowded sidewalk, but I could at least make sure he was happy and satisfied in private.
You’re very bold, and I like that. I hope you keep telling me what you like and pushing me in these ways. I need it.
Ash
Always. Unfortunately, I don’t know how to be anything other than myself. Even Ashley was all me.
And the very reason I was so drawn to her.
Ash
Flirt.
Seducer.
Ash
Guilty. Have a good night, Luke.
Good night.
Aknockonmyopen office door broke my focus, but when I saw who it was, I didn’t mind.
“Hey, busy?” William asked as he leaned forward.
“Not much.” I gestured to one of the chairs in front of my desk. “We still on for the gym after work?”
“Yeah.” He took the offered seat. I didn’t have clients in my office very often, but it did happen. The setup gave them the view of the windows behind me, but William stared at his lap.
“What’s going on?” I asked, closing the application I’d been working on. The market was doing well this week. My clients were happy. My own portfolio was happy, and I’d been researching some riskier high-yield investments to mess around with.
“We’re friends, right?”
