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After a few minutes I have sent the address, my phone vibrated.
There was a text from Xander.
*Will you play with your pussy now, Flame? Are you turned on as much as I am? Will you think about me? Think how I will eat your sweet cunt or how deep I’ll thrust my cock inside you? Think, Flame. Think about that, until I do all of them.*
Fuck!
Fuck!
That was exactly what I’d do.
I reached in the drawer of my nightstand and brought out my six-functioned old friend out after two years. There was no way I could survive this night without it. My purple rabbit survivor. But no matter how talented it was while giving myself pleasure I was thinking about a sapphire eyed, dirty-talker gorgeous man.
I woke up before my alarm and took my time getting ready. Using this opportunity on my behalf, I pampered myself with body lotions. I almost forgot that feeling, that sweet rush and anxiety before meeting a guy. Two, in my situation.
I thought extra hard about my outfit. Lately, all I wore was jeans or yoga pants between gym and home. But this was different. I wanted to feel confident—the best version of myself around these men. I finally made my decision to wear a navy blue midi dress. It was professional yet sexy. The dress wrapped around my curves like a second skin. It made me look hot without showing much skin. Also, it was casual enough for a breakfast meeting.
I was excited.
Today was totally about me. After two long years of sorrow and determination, I was finally doing something for myself. I was nervous about modeling but I knew Alex would make me feel comfortable. He seemed like he could make everything easier and comfortable. I didn’t know him enough to assume something but as far as I knew working with Alex would be fun. On the other hand I was excited to see Xander. I didn’t know how to act around him. I was insecure when he was in the room. That made me nervous but that feeling was nothing compared to longing to see him.
My heartbeat sped up when I heard the ping from my phone, I knew it was from Xander.
*Car is outside your building. It will take you to Alex. I’ll be late.*
Excitement filled me when I saw his name but I couldn’t help feeling relieved after I realized he wouldn't be there. At least that would give me alone time with Alex. I hoped it would be enough to prepare myself to face Xander.
Closing my apartment door, I took a deep breath and walked to the elevator. I assumed I would be alone for the car ride. It was what I needed.
A driver was waiting next to the car when I got out of the building. He was middle aged. Forties maybe fifties. His uniform couldn’t cover the tattoos on his neck and on his hands. He had that professional smile on his face but his chocolate brown eyes made him seem friendly.
“Miss Violet?” he asked while I was walking toward the car.
“Yes, that’s me. I think Xander sent you, right?” I asked for confirmation.
“Yes, ma’am. I’m Stephen. Mister Vincent said I needed to take someone important,” he answered gently.
I felt a tingling sensation hearing that answer. Being “someone important” for Xander made me giddy.
Stephen opened the SUV’s door and helped me to get in.
“Thank you,” I murmured and inhaled the rich scent of leather in the car.
“Would you like to listen anything, Miss Violet?” Stephen asked as he started the engine.
“Something calm and peaceful would be great. Thank you,” I said and rested my head against the window.
Classical music filled the car while we were heading to high-end part of the city. There were a lot of thoughts and also nothing in my mind.
I was feeling out of my element today. My days used to settle in a routine, filled with determination; like a workaholic.
I was a prisoner inside my own walls after Angel’s absence. In this car, I was heading toward my freedom. Being a prisoner for two years inside the self-made cell of pain and longing, I didn’t know how to be fre
e.
I was losing myself as trying to find Angel.
Until the car stopped I played with my bracelet that my mom made for me and Angel. Mine was a blue rope, Angel’s was purple. It was simple with a simple note on a small metal charm:
