while he had sex with doll, and I’m telling you, it was the hottest experience of my life.”
I frown. “What are you going to do? Are you meeting him again?” I whisper in horror.
She looks around so that nobody can hear. “He rang me before to tell me that he ordered me a man doll today so I can have a threesome with the two of them.”
My mouth drops open. “I’m officially in shock,” I whisper.
“Me, too. He said he got the huge cock one so I could really ride it out.”
I laugh in surprise again. “Is he going to go sloppy seconds to that?”
She shrugs and sips her coffee. “Who cares? This blow up plastic threesome shit is hot. I’m so into it.”
“Oh, Amber… you kill me.” I giggle.
Cameron
I walk down the corridor, deep in thought. Seb’s been asking Ashley out.
I’m rattled.
She’s mine.
He catches up with me. “Hey, so you want to go out on Saturday night?” he asks.
“I thought you had a date with Ashley,” I reply flatly as I sign a form at the nurse’s station.
“Nah, not yet. I will soon, though. She’s warming up to me.”
I glance up at him from the notes I’m reading. “What makes you think that?”
He smiles cheekily. “The way she looks at me. She’s begging for it. She’s smoking hot,” he whispers.
I close my eyes as I try to remain in control
Ignore him. Ignore him.
“I think Ashley has a boyfriend,” I mutter.
“No, she broke up with him.”
My eyes meet his. “How do you know that?”
“She told me. Apparently he was a real douche. Did a real number on her.”
I inhale deeply as my fury starts to become transparent. “I’ve got to get back to work.” I storm up to my office, go in, and lean on the closed door as I stare at the wall.
Being around her is hard.
Being around her when she is with someone else will be unbearable.
The car pulls out of my driveway and I watch the black Audi disappear. Ashley and Owen have just dropped me back home and taken the car.
I glance up at the house in front of me—my home—and I hate this feeling. I hate this empty feeling I have inside.
I get it every time they leave me.
My heart is living with them at their house, and yet my body lives here alone.
I can’t stand the silence when Owen’s not here.
I can’t stand my empty bed that Ashley’s not in.
I can’t stand the fact that I’m only happy three days a week, and even then it’s only partial because I don’t have her.
I know I need to move on, but I just don’t know how.
This emptiness is poisoning me, day by day.
I walk in and head straight to my bar, make myself a Scotch, and go sit in the dark by my pool. I hit my playlist of depressing heartbreak songs and a personal favorite by Kaleo comes on. Way down we go.
Father tell me, we get what we deserve.
And way down we go
Way down we go.
The tantric blues music rings out on repeat and I drink myself stupid.
I’m down, alright. I have no idea how to get myself back up.
Way down we go.
Ashley
I pull up in Cameron’s driveway.
It’s late afternoon on Saturday and I’m dropping them home for the weekend in the car. They’ve been skateboarding in our street all day long.
Cameron’s eyes glance to me from the passenger seat, and he pauses as if he wants to say something. He’s been doing this lately—lingering after we finish speaking as if he has more to say. He holds the keys to the house up to Owen in the backseat. “Go and unlock the house, Owie. I’ll be there in a minute.”
Owen snatches the keys from his hand and leans over to kiss me. “Bye, Mom.” He smiles as he jumps out of the car.
“Bye, baby. Have fun.” I smile after him.
I sit with my hands on the wheel, my bottom lip firmly caught between my teeth.
Cameron watches me and my eyes eventually find his. “Do you want to come in and have dinner with us?” he asks, sounding hopeful. “I can make your favorite.”
I fake a smile. “No, but thank you.”
He watches me for a moment before he sighs softly. “How long are you going to hate me for, Ash?”
“I don’t hate you.”
He frowns. “But you don’t like me.”
I exhale deeply. “I just don’t want to play happy families, Cam.” I shake my head. “Just leave it. Please.”