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‘No,’ she said, finally, ‘It felt right.’
‘That’s because you are my good girl. You need this.’
‘How did you know?’
‘Like calls to like. I need it too, just the opposite.’
‘But why me? There are places you can go to get it without stalking someone.’
‘You needed it, desperately.’
She sat up and looked into my masked face. She lifted her hand to the edge of the mask and I reached up, holding her wrist gently. ‘No. Not today.’
The first streaks of the lightening day were showing through the woods and I needed to get out of there.
‘Will you come back?’ she asked as I lifted her and laid her down on the couch.
‘Do you want me to?’
‘I’m not sure. It would be cheating.’
‘Not if you dumped him.’
‘I can’t ditch my boyfriend for my stalker. That’s insane.’
‘Not as insane as staying with a man who doesn’t give a shit about you. When was the last time he made you come like that? Has he ever?’
With that I made my way back to the bedroom, taking a moment to walk over to the still passed out Tommy. My knife was in my hand before I thought about it, flicking open the blade and holding it next to his throat. Temptation swam through me with a heady rush as I imagined pressing it home, seeing his dark blood oozing out as he spluttered and cried.
Begrudgingly, I closed my knife and pushed it back into my pocket. A quick pat down of his back pockets located the next best thing to taking his life, his keys to Katie’s front door.
It was with a smile that I traipsed back through the wood. Tired, but smelling my girl with every inhalation through my mask.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
KATIE
Voices awoke me from the spot where I’d curled up and passed out on the sofa. I sat up with a start, the previous night feeling like an absolutely mad fever dream. The half-drunk cup of tea sat on the coffee table, letting me know that my late night visitor and the mind blowing orgasms were real.
A voice from the door was hushing Tommy, telling him to keep his voice down. What on earth was going on?
I swallowed hard as I remembered Tommy’s face pressing against my calf while I rode the masked man’s face with abandon, almost hoping that Tommy would wake up and see what I had to offer.
He didn’t. Too lost in his world of booze or pills, or whatever the heck he had taken.
Padding on my toes, I slipped closer to the kitchen and peeked around the corner.
Tommy stood with his back to the counter, his head in his hands.
‘I can’t believe you’ve done it again. What the fuck were you thinking?’ his agent, Chris, said.
‘She was just some girl...’
‘It doesn’t matter who the fuck she is. Don’t you think that who you are will make it all the easier for someone to find out?’
My heart sank. Tommy had been cheating on me. Again. A tendril of guilt gripped my stomach as I caught a thought. I had cheated too.
No. It couldn’t be cheating if he was a masked assailant.
