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“I’m happy you did.”

“Me too, Ellie.”

“Judging by that huge grin on your face, I’m assuming the messages are from him?” Joni signed.

“Yeah.” I chewed my bottom lip. “He just wanted to say hi.”

“Have you used your voice in front of him yet?” Pete signed.

“No. I just met him yesterday. You know I have to be comfortable with a guy before I speak in front of him.”

“I know. But it sounds like you already are. Has he even asked you if you can speak?”

“No,” I said as I shook my head.

As I was leaving, I hugged Pete goodbye and turned to Joni.

“If something or someone is too good to be true, then it probably is,” Joni signed.

“How can you say that to me?”

“I love you, Ellie, and I don’t want to see you get hurt. It seems like this guy is coming on strong and moving a little too fast. I worry about you.”

“Well, don’t. Henry is a great guy, and we have a connection. There’s something different about him from all the other guys.”

“You’ve been out with him one time. One time, Ellie,” she signed.

“Doesn’t matter. When you know, you know.” I gave her a hug and walked out the door.

Henry

It was Friday, and Kirsten had left for her trip. I only knew that because I knew what time her flight was scheduled to take off. I hadn’t heard a word from her since the other day in my office before she stormed out. I didn’t bother calling her becauseI didn’t care if she was mad at me. It would be a cold day in Hell before I allowed her to control my life.

I started the day off by sending Ellie a good morning text. We were both up late last night texting back and forth, and then I was up all night thinking about her. I thought about her lips and how beautiful it would feel to kiss them. I thought about her body and how hard I’d get exploring it. I thought about her hair and how soft it would feel between my fingers. But most of all, I thought about what it would feel like to be buried deep inside her. To feel the warmth and wetness of her. By the time all those thoughts rolled through my mind, my cock was rock hard, and I had no choice but to take care of myself. I had no desire to sleep with Kirsten anymore, and I’d been making up excuses. But I knew that couldn’t go on much longer because she wouldn’t stand for it, and she’d say something to my parents about it. She was like that. It was one of the things I disliked about her. She would tattle on me for something in a discreet way to my mother. My mother wasn’t stupid and knew exactly what she was talking about. Then, she would confront me about the issue.

I was sitting in my office when there was a knock at the door.

“Come in,” I spoke.

“Hello, darling.”

“Mother, what a surprise. What are you doing here?” I got up from my seat and gave her a kiss.

“I was just down the hall visiting your father and couldn’t leave without seeing you.”

“What time will Addison be home tonight?” I asked.

“She said around eight o’clock. Don’t forget the barbeque tomorrow at the house. It starts at three, but you’re more than welcome to come at any time.”

“I know, Mom. I haven’t forgotten.”

“So, Kirsten left this morning for her trip with her mother?”

“Yeah. She did.”

“I spoke with her last night.”

And there it was.

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