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I pretend he’s here with me now, watching me get off.

“Such a slut for my cock, aren’t you, Haley?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“You want that pretty little cunt filled, Angel?”

“More than anything.”

“Earn it.”

I will. I promise. Until then, I work my clit until my thighs shake and the release that’s built in me all day long rushes out of me. The orgasm is decent, but, just like all the other times I chase a release by myself, it’s nothing compared to what it used to be.

Clearly, I’m broken.

After washing up in the bathroom and getting ready to settle in for the night, I plop back down on my couch. A number I don’t recognize lights up my cell. “Next Level Events. This is Haley.”

“Hi, my name’s Courtney, I um, got your number from Jenna.”

I sit up and go into business mode. “Hi, Courtney. What can I do for you?”

“I’m getting married!” she squeals.

“Congratulations.” I’ll never tire of being happy for others. It’s always exciting when someone starts a new chapter of their life. “Have you set a date yet?”

“June twenty-seventh.”

“Wonderful. And where do you plan to have it?”

“I’m not sure yet. I was kind of hoping you could help me find a place. Actually, I was hoping you could plan the whole thing. I’m crap at making decisions and I’m too overwhelmed with even picking a theme. I thought I knew what I wanted my wedding to be like, but now that it’s for real, I don’t like anything I’ve come up with.”

“No problem.” I hop up and grab a pad of paper and pen from my big bag. “Tell me what you want and let me work my magic for you. Do you have a budget set?” She says there’s no price too high for the wedding of her dreams and gives me a long list of things she thinks she wants, but says she’s open to other options. It’s a massive wedding with five-hundred guests on the list.

“I’d love a horse-drawn carriage, but that’s not a deal breaker or anything.”

“Okay.” I furiously jot all her wishes down. “Do you have a location?”

“Somewhere in the mountains.”

Somewhere. In. The. Mountains. That’s not very specific. “Anywhere in particular?”

“I think Montana,” Courtney chirps. “I want big green open fields with the mountains in the back. And enough flowers to be seen from space. Oh, maybe Colorado would be good.”

Oh boy. “I’ll work on a couple options and send a contract over for you to review and sign, then we can go from there.”

“Perfect.” She sighs with relief. “I already feel the stress lifting from my shoulders.”

Yeah. And now it’s on me. Normally, I love working with brides, but this one may be more than I can handle. She’s all over the place with her wish list and if I give her what she’s asking for, it’ll cost a fortune.

I bet she’ll bail when she sees the prices.

“How do you know Jenna?” she asks.

“We were roommates in college.”

“Aww, that’s cool. She’s my cousin.”

Great. Now I feel obligated to give this girl what she wants, even if I don’t get paid for it. “Jenna’s amazing.”

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