Page 30 of Promise Kept

My head is still throbbing.

And now I need some fresh coffee.

Oh, and a bagel!

A big, fat, thick bagel…

I look at my little purple friend again.

“Can’t you go out and get me some coffee and a bagel?” I ask.

Then I laugh.

Typical… huh?

A semi-decent orgasm and I can’t even get something to eat and drink…

I let out another groan.

Then I hear a knock at my apartment door.

I quickly jump up and freeze.

I’m decent.

I’m semi-dressed.

So I call out, “Who is it?”

“Ellis.”

I gasp and cover my mouth.

My headache throbs.

The hangover rages on.

“Larissa?” Ellis’s strong voice booms through the door.

“One sec!” I yell.

I rush to the door.

What choice do I have right now?

I have to open the door.

For a lot of reasons… or not…

I open the door.

Ellis stands there, looking monstrous and gorgeous.

Always a man dressed for business.

And then to top things off…

“Going to assume this can’t hurt things,” he says as he extends his hands.

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