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One girlfriend coming up in three . . .

Two . . .

One.

“Hey, handsome. I’ve been missing my favorite guy, so I wanted to check in with you.” Did I make my voice a littlebreathless? Yes. Did I bat my lashes at the camera and amp up the sweet and tender expression on my face? You betcha. Could you see the tops of my nipples because my neckline was so low? Damn straight.

“Are you around for a chat? I’d love to hear how you’re doing. It’s been way too long, and I really miss your voice. Let me know when you can, okay, handsome?” I blew a kiss into the camera. “Hope to talk soon.”

I barely hit send before a reply came in. I laughed, mentally making a note to do something similar for 1N3V1T@BL3. I definitely owed my newest subscriber some personalized content.

ShyGuy25:

Yes.

ShyGuy25:

Hell yes.

ShyGuy25:

Always yes for you.

Merri-go-round:

Video?

ShyGuy25:

Is that even a question?

My smile was genuine as I sent him a video chat request. I wondered fleetingly if today would be the day he finally let me see him, but when the black screen appeared next to my video feed, my question was answered. One day. I was sure of it.

“You look so beautiful, Merri,” he said, his voice soft and earnest. “I was worried about you.”

“I’m sorry. It’s been...” I shook my head as I trailed off.

“I get it. Same here. I can’t believe that earthquake. Things are getting really intense out there.”

“Are you staying safe? Do you have everything you need?” I asked, suddenly worried about my little shut-in, locked away all by himself.

“Not gonna lie, knowing you care makes me feel good.”

“Of course I care. You’re special to me, Cole.”

“Am I?” The way he asked, like it meant the world to him to hear that, warmed my heart, but it also reminded me why I pulled away in the first place. Feelings were involved on his side, and I was not in a place where I could reciprocate them even if I wanted to. Even assuming the connection between us was genuine, Cole had no idea I was a succubus, and I had no intention of ever having a Jimmy 2.0.

“What’s that look on your face, Merri? Are you okay?” Concern laced Cole’s voice, which prompted me to take a glance at myself in the camera.

He was right. My expression had gone vacant. Fuck, I was hungry.

I got on my knees and pouted into the camera. “I just missed you. I miss what we share together. The way you make me feel.”

“God, I’ve missed you too. I’ve been out of my mind with worry that something terrible happened to you. Not knowing where you were, that you were safe, it was awful. I just wanted to take care of you.”

“That’s because you are a good man, Cole.”

I pulled my T-shirt over my head, wanting to redirect this conversation to something a lot sexier. I needed his mind—more specifically, his lust—in the game. If I didn’t feed soon, I would be right back where I was when Grim found me in the wine cellar.

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