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“Does he have a brother?” Jorge asks, only semi in jest as I finish my recount of the evening.
I answer around my mouthful of crepes, “Four of them.”
Jorge’s swoons carry through the phone, and I chuckle as I imagine the overly theatrical look on his face. I wash down my food with a huge sip of my perfectly brewed iced coffee before sharing, “It’s too bad I’m never going to see him again.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” Jorge sounds flabbergasted.
“He left for a family emergency in the middle of the night. Probably to head back to the suburbs where his wife and two and a half kids are waiting. He’s never going to reach out.”
“But what if he does?”
“He won’t.”
Having stopped at the local market for groceries after leaving the hotel, it is nearly noon when I finally reach my apartment. I juggle the grocery bags in my hands and fumble to get the keys in the lock. My phone buzzes and dings in the clutch squeezed tightly under my arm.
Ignoring it for a moment, I drop everything on the counter and kick off my heels. After putting away the groceries, it buzzes again.
TRISTAN
Sorry about last night.
How was your breakfast?
His message truly shocks me. I really didn’t expect to ever hear from him again.
Good.
How are your wife and kids?
My what?
I assume a wife and kids are what pulled you away from a naked woman in bed beside you in the middle of the night.
Do I strike you as a family man?
With a wife and kids at home?
I mean, no. Not in the slightest.
One of my brothers got hurt.
He needed me.
It was downright painful leaving, knowing how I planned to wake you for breakfast.
And how is that?
With my face buried between your thighs, feasting on your delicious cunt, so I could go home with the sweet taste of you on my tongue.
Fuck…The things this man says.
I type and delete a reply. And another, not knowing how to respond to him.
He’s incredible. Sex with him is other-worldly. But something about this—about him—has me second-guessing seeing him again, even if I can’t put my finger on it.
I want to see you again.
Do you always get what you want?
