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I smile. “As long as I get to pick you out a new tie.”
He leans over and we kiss.
God. This feels so normal. Like we’re a couple or something.
“I loved the last present.” He rolls his sleeve to show me the cufflinks with a lion's head on each one, a little diamond sparkling from the tail.
“Well I’ll be sure to visit Hermes again soon.”
“You’ll need luggage, get that too.” He gives me a smirk. “So I’d better see a bigger dent in my card, or else you know what will happen.”
Oh. Dear. God.
I grin. “I’ll be sure to do my best then.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Alistair
I don’t know what’s come over me.
First agreeing to be Charlize’s sugar Daddy, then having absolutely no self-control when it comes to her body. I know I’m starting to feel things for her that I shouldn’t. Then again, was I ever really in this just for the sex? I know the answer to that.
I’m a sexual man — I make no qualms about that — but I also know that I need more than just a sexual connection to be in a relationship with a woman. It’s been so long, I can barely remember.
Now I have to ask myself some very hard questions, and it’s only been a goddamn week.
I enjoy spending money on Charlize; or rather, her spending my money on herself. It makes me feel like I’m the fucking king of her world, and though that’s a very dangerous place to be — in my eyes — she never has to know.
Now I’m taking her to my manor in my most favourite place on earth? The one place I get to be myself without the weight of the world coming down on me? Have I lost my marbles?
I guess she brings it out in me. She makes me feel like I want to try for something bigger, something better than just growing old alone and living with all this anger and rage. I’ve carried it for a long time; too long.
A text alerts me to the here and now, and I see that it's Devon. I need to talk to someone about this, and out of all my friends, he’s the one who I trust the most.
Devon
Hey numbnuts. You wanna play poker this weekend? I’m in the mood to take your money
I smirk at his message. Damn bastard beats me every time.
Me
Can’t. I’m going to the country
Devon
Cool, boys trip? I’m happy to tag along
I palm the back of my head. Now I have to confess I’m going with a woman. And that’s going to raise eyebrows.
Me
I’m taking a woman
Devon
Huh?
