Page 154 of If You Give an Artist a Killer Muse

-On purpose? ;) You don’t have to make an excuse to come see me, angel.

RURIK MY ANGEL:

-Get over yourself. I’ll come over tonight to grab it.

ME:

-Is that the only thing you’ll grab? You know the twins love your attention.

RURIK MY ANGEL

-Twins?

I sent him a topless selfie.

Seconds later, I got a response back.

RURIK MY ANGEL:

-What the actual fuck, Briar? Don’t send me nudes through texts. I’m with my mum.

ME:

-Why are you texting me while you’re with your mom?

RURIK MY ANGEL:

-I’m ignoring you now.

I got out of the shower minutes ago before texting him, so I’m still fully naked with water droplets. Grinning at my idea, I walk in front of my full-size mirror and take a fully nude mirror selfie with a grin and a peace sign.

I sent it to him with a “Good luck ignoring me, angel baby.”

My phone vibrates almost immediately.

RURIK MY ANGEL:

- When I come over tonight, I better be greeted with your face down and ass up in bed. I’m going to spank your ass so hard, it’ll hurt. I’m going to decorate your asscheeks red with my hand; you’ll see impressions of my fingerprints. You won’t be able to sit down for weeks.

My face spread into a stupid grin. I am so taking a screenshot of that and using it as my phone wallpaper. After putting clothes on and brushing my hair, I sent Rurik another text.

ME:

- I’m going to the park later this afternoon. Then I might grab those stuffed cookies I keep seeing on social media. But that would just ruin the calories I burn, right?

-Screw it. YOLO!

-I’m getting a cookie lol

RURIK MY ANGEL:

-Briar, why are you telling me all this useless shit?

ME:

-You should care how your future wifey is doing, Rurik. Now that I’m besties with your mom.

RURIK MY ANGEL:

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