want. I just came to check on you.”
I nodded. He meant well in his way. Trouble was, I was getting mighty sick of ‘his way.’
“Anyway man, I come bearing good news. Apparently, you are getting out today.”
My eyes snapped open.
“What? How did you know that?”
“I cover your insurance. I get notified of everything.”
Great. That didn’t feel invasive or anything. But George missed my annoyance. The fucker was grinning ear to ear.
“You are getting out today. And you can be back to work whenever you want to. Tomorrow even. Nobody cares about the cast. And that’s off next week anyway.”
The thought of going back to work made me feel depressed suddenly. I didn’t want to fuck a million girls anymore. I wanted to fuck one.
A lot.
Hell, I wanted to fuck her until neither of us could stand. Until we broke the bed. Until we made the neighbors think there was an earthquake.
Until the dogs in a three-mile radius were all howling at the moon.
She was already set against me. Because of my job. And now George had rubbed her face in it. This was a disaster. One I had no idea how to fix.
“I’m taking some time off.”
“What? No man, you can’t.”
“Why the fuck not? I’m already rich as fuck.”
George was sweating now, looking pitiful. I almost felt sorry for him. But I felt good about this. It felt right.
“Just until the cast is off?”
I shook my head slowly.
“No. For a while. Maybe forever.”
He stood up, his face white. Jesus, how did I not notice how melodramatic the guy was? I felt like shaking him and screaming ‘it’s just a cock!’
“Wait outside ladies.”
“Bye Rez.”
“Take care of yourselves.”
“We will.”
The girls smiled at me and tottered out on their high heels. I knew them both. We’d worked and partied together. Nice girls. And smarter than the way George was treating them.
Like they were window dressing.
Lexi would never stand for that.
Not for a second.
I grinned as George paced back and forth, working into a frenzy. He went on and on about how fast the industry moved. About how I would lose my star power if I stepped away. About how hard it would be to get it back.
Sales of my dildo line would plummet.
I was dooming him to the poor house. Or worse. It was almost as if he felt like he owned me. Or at least the part of me that made him millions over the years.
Fuck that. It was my cock. And no one was ever going to tell me where to stick it again.
I just laid back and ignored him. I didn’t care about a damn thing he said. For the first time in a long time, I felt like a weight was lifted from my shoulders.
It took another fifteen minutes for George to run out of steam. Finally he left, a shell of a man.
But that’s what he’d always been. A shell. And he’d been using me for way too long.
It was time for a change.
Lexi
I kicked up the volume on my headphones as I ran. My feet pounded the sidewalks as I ran through the shabby suburban neighborhood we lived in. Most of LA was going up in value. But all the way out here? Not so much.
It was safe. But that was it.
Nobody took pride in their houses. The landscaping was laughable. There weren’t any parks in walking distance. It was an hour to the beach. I didn’t have any nostalgia about growing up here.
I would leave in a heartbeat if we could afford it.
Maybe someday…
If I made head nurse.
I tried to clear my mind, let the thoughts slide away. I used to run a few times a week. It had been a while. But it had been an easy few days at work and an easy few days at home with Char. Everything was calm for once. So I jumped at the chance for some me time.
Trouble was, I was having trouble keeping my thoughts off of one certain person…
BEEP
Speak of the devil. He was like clock work. I sighed, turning up the volume again.
BEEP
Two texts. Any second now there would be a third.
BEEP
There it was. At least he was consistent. He’d been texting me at least once a day
I nodded. He meant well in his way. Trouble was, I was getting mighty sick of ‘his way.’
“Anyway man, I come bearing good news. Apparently, you are getting out today.”
My eyes snapped open.
“What? How did you know that?”
“I cover your insurance. I get notified of everything.”
Great. That didn’t feel invasive or anything. But George missed my annoyance. The fucker was grinning ear to ear.
“You are getting out today. And you can be back to work whenever you want to. Tomorrow even. Nobody cares about the cast. And that’s off next week anyway.”
The thought of going back to work made me feel depressed suddenly. I didn’t want to fuck a million girls anymore. I wanted to fuck one.
A lot.
Hell, I wanted to fuck her until neither of us could stand. Until we broke the bed. Until we made the neighbors think there was an earthquake.
Until the dogs in a three-mile radius were all howling at the moon.
She was already set against me. Because of my job. And now George had rubbed her face in it. This was a disaster. One I had no idea how to fix.
“I’m taking some time off.”
“What? No man, you can’t.”
“Why the fuck not? I’m already rich as fuck.”
George was sweating now, looking pitiful. I almost felt sorry for him. But I felt good about this. It felt right.
“Just until the cast is off?”
I shook my head slowly.
“No. For a while. Maybe forever.”
He stood up, his face white. Jesus, how did I not notice how melodramatic the guy was? I felt like shaking him and screaming ‘it’s just a cock!’
“Wait outside ladies.”
“Bye Rez.”
“Take care of yourselves.”
“We will.”
The girls smiled at me and tottered out on their high heels. I knew them both. We’d worked and partied together. Nice girls. And smarter than the way George was treating them.
Like they were window dressing.
Lexi would never stand for that.
Not for a second.
I grinned as George paced back and forth, working into a frenzy. He went on and on about how fast the industry moved. About how I would lose my star power if I stepped away. About how hard it would be to get it back.
Sales of my dildo line would plummet.
I was dooming him to the poor house. Or worse. It was almost as if he felt like he owned me. Or at least the part of me that made him millions over the years.
Fuck that. It was my cock. And no one was ever going to tell me where to stick it again.
I just laid back and ignored him. I didn’t care about a damn thing he said. For the first time in a long time, I felt like a weight was lifted from my shoulders.
It took another fifteen minutes for George to run out of steam. Finally he left, a shell of a man.
But that’s what he’d always been. A shell. And he’d been using me for way too long.
It was time for a change.
Lexi
I kicked up the volume on my headphones as I ran. My feet pounded the sidewalks as I ran through the shabby suburban neighborhood we lived in. Most of LA was going up in value. But all the way out here? Not so much.
It was safe. But that was it.
Nobody took pride in their houses. The landscaping was laughable. There weren’t any parks in walking distance. It was an hour to the beach. I didn’t have any nostalgia about growing up here.
I would leave in a heartbeat if we could afford it.
Maybe someday…
If I made head nurse.
I tried to clear my mind, let the thoughts slide away. I used to run a few times a week. It had been a while. But it had been an easy few days at work and an easy few days at home with Char. Everything was calm for once. So I jumped at the chance for some me time.
Trouble was, I was having trouble keeping my thoughts off of one certain person…
BEEP
Speak of the devil. He was like clock work. I sighed, turning up the volume again.
BEEP
Two texts. Any second now there would be a third.
BEEP
There it was. At least he was consistent. He’d been texting me at least once a day
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