Page 110 of Poison Aches

Suddenly, a smile appears on my face, a genuine one this time.

God, I know I don’t deserve this, but I thank you for the friends you’ve given me.

“Well, it seems to me, it would be a great shame to refuse such a lovely, generous gift, don’t you think, Jane?”

Jane smiles and helps me take my seat. She stores my bag way, offers me a hot towel and a complimentary bag full of designer goodies like lotion and stuff.

Then she asks if I’d like a glass of their finest champagne and a small platter of strawberries and milk chocolate.

I’m not much of a drinker, but for the next few days, I think I’ll need to stay sharp and focused so I can only enjoy now.

“Yes, please, thank you!”

Feeling slightly giddy, I grab my phone and shoot Astraea a text.

Me:THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU COUGAR!!!! I’M IN HEAVEN! Xoxo

Astraea:WOW! I didn’t think you’d react this way, but yay!

I giggle at her response.

Me:You’re the best! I already miss you all. Talk later!

At that moment, Jane brings over a crystal glass with bubbly champagne and a clean ceramic platter of cold strawberries and warm chocolate.

“Oh wow!”

“Only the best for you,” she says with a wink.

“Oh yeah! I deserve this!” I laugh. Yeah, Astraea is prepping me for hell, but if this is her way of prepping, I don’t object.

“Enjoy!”

Taking a sip of the champagne, I realize it’s my absolute favorite.

I’ve only ever had this kind in Westbrook Blues, twice before when… I halt my thoughts and take another sip.

It’s the smooth, sweet one that I know is rare and expensive.

No doubt Astraea had the airline get this for me, but how did she even know that this is my favorite?

I never once told her that. Not that I’ve actually shared my true self to anyone at all.

Wow, I think at this rate, I owe her, not the other way round.

Settling into my seat as comfortably as possible, I close my eyes as I munch on the strawberry dipped in chocolate.

Soon I hear soft footsteps approaching.

“Any second now and you’ll likely self-combust with an orgasm.”

That voice…

Those words…

Could it be?

My eyes fly open and immediately connect with eyes so green, a forest in summer pales in comparison.

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