Page 22 of Sunrise

Knox is a rave.

Both have my heart, and I hate that I’ve had to tear it in half to give them their fair share.

Excited for tonight, I’ve decided to play a game of my own. Vault and I have a secret communication thing going. A couple months ago, he gave me an encrypted phone that only goes to his matching one. My persona at the Monarch is protected by NDA’s, fortified by the threat of blackmail and backed by four men who would tear the world apart if I was ever in trouble. I love putting myself on display at the Monarch, but with my day job, I’m too scared to send photos through unprotected avenues. Vault gave me this phone so I can scratch this particular itch without worry.

I whip that sucker out of my nightstand andsnap a pic of my pussy with a text that says, “Hungry.”

He quickly responds with, “I’ll feed it later.”

No photo attached.

My belly squirms. Is he already pulling away from us? Knox said he talked to him about tonight, so… is he mad? Closing up? Just holding out until then?

Don’t read into it so much.

I’m overreacting.

It’s fine. Everything’s fine.

Pulling my normal cell out again, I send him a text through there just in case I’mnotreading into too much.

Sophie: I miss you already.

God, that makes me sound like a fucking pick-me girl.

Vault: I miss you already, too. I didn’t get nearly enough time with you last night.

Aw! That makes me smile.

Sophie: You had me all night long.

Sleeping between the two of them was the best night’s sleep I’ve had in my life.

Vault: I was completely clothed.

Sophie: I was in sweatpants and a T-shirt. What’s your point?

Vault: You smelled like him.

Because I was wearing Knox’s clothes. My belly twists again. Biting my bottom lip, I type a response.

Sophie: Next time, make me smell like you, too.

Vault doesn’t reply.

Alrighty then.

My day continues with running errands and never returning to my house. I go from store to storeand halfway through eating my spicy chicken and rice bowl, Vault finally texts me back.

Vault: Do I get to play tonight or just watch?

My fork falls into my lap.

Sophie: Do you want to play with us?

Vault: I don’t know.

Sophie: You never have to do anything you don’t want to do. You know that.

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