Page 63 of Ruthless Rose

But I do.

Daph’s Dream Dick:I’m sorry for what happened at the party. I’m sorry you’re upset.

Daph’s Dream Dick:I’m sorry for everything.

Daph’s Dream Dick:I’m trying to figure out what to do about Alora.

Daph’s Dream Dick:But I understand if you don’t want to see me anymore.

Disappointment washes over me. I know I told him I didn’t want any part of what was going on, but I honestly thought he’d fight harder. I thought he was more interested in me than that. I’m about to turn off my phone when another text comes through.

Daph’s Dream Dick:That thing I was going to tell you after Chicken?

Daph’s Dream Dick:I was going to tell you how beautiful you looked in that green swimsuit—how the color accentuated your gorgeous green eyes. I wanted to untie the top, yank it down, and suck on your nipples. I wanted to pull the bottoms to the side and fuck you right there in the pool. Claim you.

Even though his words are lewd, I feel my body respond. He shouldn’t be able to make me feel this way when I’m upset, but my panties dampen.

Daph’s Dream Dick:Don’t think that I see you the same way Alora does.

A lump has formed in my throat that is impossible to swallow. I don’t know what to do with half of what he’s just told me. Not a fucking clue. I want to cry, scream, but more than anything, I want to touch myself and pretend it’s him. My brain may have figured out that something needs to change but my body doesn’t seem to care. It wants Micah.