Page 89 of Rush the Edge

Mmm. I don’t know. Guess you’ll have to get off the old-fashioned way.

Or wait until I can do it for you.

Wait, no. Do not fucking say that.

I press myself against the side of the building and duck off into the darkness of the alleyway. The city is alive and well, but tucked in this alcove is just the amount of privacy I need to continue teasing Daisy without someone daring to interrupt me.

Me

Or you can wait until I do it for you.

I couldn’t help myself. I just couldn’t.

I get antsy when she doesn’t reply, so I type another message.

Me

You didn’t answer my question. Are you feeling a little naughty tonight?

Daisy

Fuck off.

My chuckle echoes all around me.

Me

Answer me, and I’ll give you a hint on where the batteries are.

It takes her a few minutes to text back, and I can picture her now, looking for the batteries in the cabinets and under her couch cushions. It’s either that, or she’s actually touching herself.

I freeze with my fingers hovering over the call button.

She better not be.

Daisy

How do I know you’ll actually tell me the truth? I don’t trust you.

Me

You can say you don’t trust me, but deep down, you do.

Daisy texts back right away, and I’m more engaged than ever.

Daisy

You seduced me the other night just to win your stupid little game. I most definitely don’t trust you.

Me

You think I seduced you just to win?

Couldn’t she see how wrapped around her finger I was? Or how wild I became with her taste on my tongue?

Me

That isn’t the only reason I did what I did, Daisy. Now answer my question.

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