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Page 82 of Twisted Obsession

My finger hit the call button before I could second guess my actions. Kami answered on the second ring, excitement, and mild confusion in her tone.

“Hi, what’s—?”

I stopped her. “Don’t.”

There was a pause on her end, a heartbeat of a second I expected before the question.“Why?”

Maybe I should have given it a little more thought, but I knew my response would have been the same.

“I want my scent on you a little longer.”

She didn’t pretend to misunderstand.

She didn’t even give herself a minute to think about my request.

I heard her soft inhale, then,“Okay.”

Her murmur of quiet obedience settled in my chest for the rest of the night. Even as I sat in the silent hush of Lyxicon’s headquarters, her unwavering response wormed into my thoughts, jumbling the words printed across the contract pages. I restarted the process multiple times before I had to force myself to accept the inevitable.

I set the pen down and stared at the city skyline shimmering against the navy sky. The city below hummed with the bustle of traffic. The warm day had faded to a soft, cool night, and all I could think was whether or not Kami remembered to grab a coat. Ridiculous really given she’d done fine without me for the last twenty-four years.

I also wondered what she was wearing and what time she would be back. All things I had no business caring about but couldn’t put away.

I glanced at my phone, debating the wisdom of texting her, and having no one idea what.

Christ, I was a fucking mess.

CHAPTER 9

Kamari

“To another successful trip.” Lavena raised her glass in a toast.

The rest of us followed suit, clinking our drinks to hers.

“I’m so tired,” Sasha moaned, dropping back in her seat, her half-eaten burger pushed to the middle of the table. “I need a vacation from the vacation.”

“I think there should be a rule that you take a week off after every vacation just to recover from the vacation,” Kas sighed.

“Let’s do it,” Lavena decided. “Instead of a week, we take two weeks every time. One week for the actual vacation, then a week to recover.”

While Sasha and Kas exchanged glances, I laughed. “I am not taking two weeks off.”

“It is a bit much,” Kas agreed.

“Especially when a few days is exhausting on its own,” Sasha added.

Lavena huffed. “This will help!”

The majority ruled.

Lavena pursed her lips but let the topic drop.

Chuckling quietly, I reached for my phone and poked the screen on.

Nothing.

I wasn’t hoping or expecting, but the lack of any messages had a flicker of disappointment flaring through me that I had to push aside to focus on my friends. But no sooner had I loosened my grip when a tall, dark shadow slid up behind Sasha and covered her eyes.




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