Total pages in book: 162
Estimated words: 165618 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 828(@200wpm)___ 662(@250wpm)___ 552(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 165618 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 828(@200wpm)___ 662(@250wpm)___ 552(@300wpm)
This set me to replying, Have a good flight and text when you arrive, please.
Which in turn meant I received, Will do. Let me know how it goes with Gayliliel.
To which I replied, Will do.
And to that, because I was seeing I was going to need to come to terms with him being adorable on a regular basis, my screen turned black, then a tiny red heart could be seen in the middle, growing, growing, growing until it exploded on the screen and turned it red.
Gah!
He was mega!
My besties (or two of them) arrived together, and I didn’t even get my hugs in before both of them squinted their eyes at me and Laura said, “You’re different.” While Mon said, “This flat smells like sex. Oh Gods, please tell me you didn’t rebound fuck Bash or some other male.”
Did the flat smell like sex?
I did a deep inhale using my demon senses.
All I smelled was nuances of Tanyn (with a bit of Hurley and me).
His cologne. His skin. His cum.
Dang.
My flat smelled like sex.
This made me want to giggle at the same time throw a tantrum that he was already hundreds of miles away from me.
“I think you need to sit down,” I replied to my gals. “I’ve opened a bottle of white, but what are you feeling like drinking?”
They clearly didn’t want to bother with me programming the Bev-Buddy to provide cocktails, because they shared a glance and headed right to the living area where Laura commandeered the open bottle and started pouring.
I joined them. We passed out glasses. We sat.
And I launched in.
I talked fast, because we didn’t have a lot of time before Gayle was conferencing in. I also explained why I was talking fast, because I didn’t want to subject Gayle to my hope and—it still freaked me, but it was what it was—the news I was falling in love.
Monique was speechless when I was finished.
But Laura was staring at me with an expression on her face I’d never seen before.
Thus, I asked her, “What?”
“Well, I mean…” She trailed off, took a sip of her wine, averting her eyes, and that I could read.
She was buying time like she didn’t want to say what she had to say, or she didn’t know how to say it.
Therefore, I asserted, “This is a good thing. He’s into me. Not politically. Me. I’m into him. He’s mega. It’s crazy, but now that we’re both agreed we’re doing this, we’re courting, and I’ve learned he’s actually kind of cute. He bops my nose, for goodness sakes.”
“He bops your nose?” Monique asked.
I nodded. “And does air kisses, without the hand thing. It’s super-hot.”
“You. Catla Truelock. He bops your nose and sends you air kisses,” Monique said, like she couldn’t quite wrap her mind around it.
I could see my reputation as a sophisticate (or some would say cynic, though, I preferred my word) preceded me.
“And sends me exploding hearts on his texts,” I added.
“By the gods, this I’ve gotta see,” Monique mumbled, but there was a happy light in her eyes.
However, Laura was still acting weird.
Therefore, I pressed, “What?”
“You say he has legendary, um…stamina?”
Historically, we gals had never had any issue discussing our sex lives.
That said, I’d noticed, although Laura made it clear she and Aleksei very much enjoyed that part of their relationship (very), she kept any particulars to herself.
Now, I understood why she did it.
That was theirs. It wasn’t just that it wasn’t anyone’s business, it was an intimacy that was so crucial, so a part of who they were and what they shared, it had to remain just theirs.
So, although I’d told them the sex with Tanyn was insanely good, I had not gone into detail, just like she did in the rare times this subject came up in regard to Aleksei.
And since she had to understand it too, I was wondering why Laura was questioning it.
“Yes,” I confirmed.
“What does that mean?” she asked. “About the stamina part.”
I didn’t want to answer, but I also wanted this to be over because the comm with Gayle was coming closer every second.
Hence, I said, “He could go all night. Or all day. In fact, he stays hard all the time, even after orgasm. He only loses it when it’s clear we’re done.”
Laura regarded the contents of her wineglass with a new expression, but it was another one I couldn’t read. It was also one I didn’t like.
“I don’t know what to make of your reaction,” I told her. “Except it’s upsetting.”
She lifted her head. “Aleksei stays hard all the time, if we’re, you know…into it.”
I stared at her.
“He says that’s only ever happened with me,” she continued.
I kept staring at her, but now my heart was beating a fierce tattoo in my chest, because Tanyn told me the same.
“It’s a fated mate thing,” Laura whispered.