seat of a taxi (even though, quite frankly, I’m mightily disappointed he didn’t grope my ass when he pushed me into the cab). But once we’re safely ensconced inside the back of the taxi, my entire body relaxes and I melt into the car seat. “Oh, man, I feel like—”
“Ssh.” Jonas literally gags me with his fingers, instantly shutting me up. I giggle and start sucking on his finger. He looks like he’s going to explode with anger, but he doesn’t remove his finger—which makes me giggle and suck even more.
Jonas glares at me—but I don’t care. As far as I’m concerned, if a grown woman sucking on your finger in the back of a taxi in Bangkok doesn’t make you smile, you really should take a chill-pill.
The car pulls up to the front of our hoity-toity hotel and Jonas pulls his finger out of my mouth. I’m about to speak, but he covers my lips with his palm and shakes his head, commanding me not to speak. I wink at him and he flashes me a look of pure rage.
Once we’re inside our suite in the hotel, Jonas shuts the door behind us with a loud bang and whips around to face me, his eyes blazing. Uh oh. He’s only looked at me this way once before: the time I went off plan with Max and Oksana in Las Vegas.
“Jeez, Jonas,” I say. “You look like you wanna—”
“Are you out of your fucking mind?” Jonas yells. “I’m so fucking furious at you right now, I don’t even trust myself to come near you.” He crosses his arms over his muscled chest, shaking with his rage.
“Oh,” I purr, my arousal spiking. “You’re so hot right now, baby. Just look at how your biceps are bulging. Wow.” My clit is suddenly thumping inside my panties.
“What are you on?”
I bite my lip. “Um.”
“What the fuck are you on, Sarah?”
“Well. Gosh. Let’s see. Hmm. Well, first off. I drank a shitload of champagne, thanks to my sweet, hunky-monkey husband.” I wink at him, but he’s not the least bit amused. I clear my throat. “Then I had some more champagne and a couple shots in the club. And then I was OAP Cruz—which you undoubtedly saw—and I frickin’ killed it, by the way. Ka-bam, bitches! ‘Crash into me with that thang, yo, yo; back it up and do it again.’” I shake my ass like I’m a back-up dancer for Beyoncé, but Jonas remains stone-faced. I laugh. He’s so silly. “Wasn’t that awesome tonight, baby?”
Jonas gesticulates wildly. “What the fuck are you on?”
“Hey, you’re gesticulating, baby,” I say. “Gest-i-cu-late. Almost as good as spelunking. Gest-ick-yoo-laaaaaate,” I say, letting the word roll off my tongue like I’m saying something very dirty. “Oh, I know. Kuuuumquaaaat.”
“Sarah, oh my God. You’re insane right now. Focus.”
I focus on his beautiful face. “Okay. I’m focusing.”
“Did you smoke pot?”
“Oh, why, yes. Thank you for asking. I smoked some weed with my homeys in the dressing room, ’cause that’s how we rappers dooz it after a show. And then, right after that, I popped a teeny-tiny magic pill—something I’ve never done before in my entire life, you know, because I’m usually a very, very good girl.” I smile. “And now, I must say, my dirty girl just wants to touch you and suck your dick.” I stick out my tongue, inviting him to slide his cock right onto it like a hot dog on a bun.
Jonas looks utterly flabbergasted. “Holy shit. Did you take Ecstasy?”
I nod and move to him. “Yes, sir, baby-sir. The culmination of human possibility.” I run my hands through his hair. “That’s how the Greeks defined it. Ecstasyyyyyyyy.”
He grabs my hands out of his hair and pins them to my sides. “What the fuck is wrong with you, Sarah? What. The. Fuck!”
I laugh. “I dunno.”
“This is so far from funny. Who the fuck gave it to you? Was it Will?”
I nod and giggle. “Will is my new bestie.”
“This isn’t funny at all, Sarah. Not at all. Oh my God.”
I pull the second white pill out of my pocket. “Well, you might think it’s a whole lot funnier if you take this.”
“Oh, Jesus.” Jonas grabs the pill out of my hand and marches into the bathroom. I hear the toilet flush. He storms back into the room. “Are you fucking insane?”
I shrug. “Quite possibly.”
“Who the fuck are you right now? And what have you done with my wife?”
I laugh. “I’m Sarah Faraday, baby. Your loyal and loving