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“Well, no. Sure, Richard has his flaws, but he’s loyal. He knew within a literal minute of meeting her she was what he wanted, and he would do whatever it took to prove it. I don’t want to spoil anything, but?—”
“Please don’t,” I say quickly.
Paige laughs. “I’ll leave it at that, then.” She pauses. “I’ve always wanted a guy like that. Someone who’d… be there no matter what.”
“Someone who’d be there waiting for you when you came home,” I add, remembering her words.
“Yeah,” she says after a moment.
I go quiet. It’s hard to believe that even after four years, she’s still looking. How is it even possible that a guy hasn’t been smart enough to be there for her and worship the ground those sensible heels walk upon?
“Or even…” Her voice rises again, only to fall just as quickly.
“What?” I ask, desperate to hear more.
Paige takes a quiet breath. “Never mind.”
“No, tell me.”
“I can’t,” she says. “It’ll spoil it.”
I smile. “Fair enough.”
I glance at the clock. Good bit past two now. If we keep talking like this, then maybe…
No, I think to myself.
I shouldn’t.
But who would know?
“Busy day tomorrow,” Paige says before I can say what’s really on my mind. “New York. Day two.”
“Right,” I say, smothering my temptation. “You should get some sleep.”
“Oh, I’ll try…” she says.
I chuckle. “Do you want me to come over and check under the bed for you?”
“No,” she answers with a smile in her voice. “I’m fine. A nightmare never killed anybody.”
“You know, Holwood has a pretty excellent book about that, too.”
“No, thank you.”
I laugh. “Well, you have my room number if you change your mind.”
“Thanks. Goodnight, Oliver.”
“Goodnight, Paige.”
She hangs up.
I linger for a moment with the receiver pressed hard against my ear, listening to the dull tone as my blood pounds. I drop it back into its cradle and sit back, feeling a few full-body shudders. My dick throbs even harder than before, my erection fully tenting my pants.
Go over there, you pussy.
It’s what Richard would do, isn’t it? Go over to her place uninvited, knock on the door, and take what’s mine. It’s what her dream guy would do. She said it herself. It’s what she wants.
