#Chapter273
Fuck’s sake, Carrero.
The name Emma swam in his mind’s eye and he found himself sounding it out, he liked it. Short and sort of soft, in a way. Easy to remember.
Do you want to see me tonight? I really like being with you xxx T.
/"Yes, Mrs. Drake./" The voice coming back from the intercom distracted him from replying momentarily; sultry and sort of cute, if he had to describe it and he completely forgot what he was about to respond to T. He definitely had some sort of internal reaction to the sound of her and that wasn’t an entirely good thing. Frowning it away, he focused back on his phone and typed out a response, this one had already met the limit of interest, a week quicker than most and the thought of fucking her again did nothing for him all of a sudden.
Look, sweetheart, it’s been fun. Let’s part as friends and just agree to see each other around. x J
