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“No. As long as you know what you’re doing. But I don’t want your expectations to be in a relationship when all he can offer you is sex. I think you should stop sleeping with him so you can regain your clarity and see the relationship between you both objectively.”
“Damn, that’s not going to happen.” She shakes her head. “Sex with Boris is a hundred and ten. A romantic relationship with him can go to hell if it means I’ll keep the sex.”
I burst into laughter and shake my head at her. “You’re terrible, Ana. I don’t know how I’m friends with you.”
“What?” She screeches. “I’m not the one sleeping with my older brother’s best friend!”
Another torrent of laughter bursts at her words, and my breath almost ceases with how hard I’m laughing. “And don’t think I don’t know how you and Alec get down beneath the sheets,” Ana continues. “I know you break the bed.”
“Ana!” I try to cover her filthy mouth, but she slaps my hand away.
“I’ve seen how he looks at you,” she chuckles. “Like he wants to eat you raw. I can imagine what he does to you in private.”
My body warms at the remembrance of Alec’s lovemaking. Ana is right. Alec makes love to me like he wants to eat me raw. I can never tell what it will be with him, and the excitement of the anticipation is enough pleasure in itself. Sometimes, he goes soft and slow, like the soft bob of a floating canoe, and he doesn’t want to break me. Other times, he’s rough and demanding, like I’m a whore made for his pleasure. Regardless of whichever mood he is in, he always puts me first, and I end up with multiple orgasms.
Now that I’m thinking about Alec, I miss him. He wanted us to hang out today, but Ana complained about my lack of attention, so I decided to spend the day with her instead.
“I’m hungry. Should we order lunch?” Ana asks, yawning.
“Maybe.” I shrug. “We could—” my words stop in my throat when a sea of vomit rapidly rises from my gut into my mouth. I fly off the chair and hurry into the bathroom to empty my stomach.
“Are you okay, Jasmine?” Ana is suddenly behind me, patting my back softly. I continue to vomit until I’ve expelled everything in my gut, and there’s nothing else to throw up.
Ana helps me to the sink, and I wash my mouth and wipe my face. She leads me back into the living room, her gaze full of questions. This isn’t the first time I’ve felt this overwhelming nauseousness. For the past week, at least once a day, I will empty my guts into the toilet. I have a suspicion, but I don’t want to believe it.
“Jasmine, are you okay?” Ana asks.
I’m about to respond when my phone pings beside me. I reach for it and become excited when I see it’s a text from Alec. I open it, and the message is simple.
Alec: Come outside.
“What’s happening?” Ana peeks into my phone. “You’re frowning.”
“Alec says to come outside,” I tell her, hurrying to the window and pulling back the curtain. There’s a sleek black jeep outside, and I recognize it as one of Alec’s cars. “He’s outside.” I walk toward the door. “I’ll go see what he wants.”
When I open the door, Alec pushes his sunglasses over his head, his eyes on mine as I approach. “Hey.” I put my arms around him, enjoying how he pulls me close and rests his chin on my head. For a moment, he stays this way until finally pulling away.
“God, I love you, Jasmine.” His voice is raw with emotion.
“I love you, too.” I crane my head to look into his eyes. “What’s wrong?”
His lips pull back with displeasure. “Jasmine, I have to go to France,” he says.
My heart falls, but I try not to let it show. “A family emergency?”
“Yes.” He nods. “I have to travel today.”
“Until when?” I pull away. “Next week? Next month? Next year?”
“You’re upset, ma beauté,” he says softly, pulling me into his arms again. “I’m sorry.”
“When will you be back?”
“On Sunday.”
My heart lightens with joy. That’s only three days of him being away. It’s still a lot of time to be away from the man I love so much, but it’s better than being gone for weeks. “Promise me you’ll only be gone for three days.”
Alec shakes his head. “Hold on.”
