Page 160 of The Last Good Man

I’m like a squirrel, and he knows it.

One sudden move, and I’m gone, swirling away in chaos.

He has no patience for it.

He just told me that.

But now that he has laid it all out, I’m more stirred than ever. And he knows it. That’s why he’s given me some time. To lure me in, test my reactions, asses my vulnerabilities.

He’s smart and innovative, and his execution is flawless.

He's removed my silly objections and is now giving me two choices.

“If you walk, you won’t see me again,” he says coldly.

A lifelong of Tom Everetts and Emiles unfolds in front of my eyes with glitches and blurred background, a greasy soup of mismatches.

Life gives zero guarantees, and hejustshowed me how ridiculous my expectations were.

“What happens if I stay?”

“Other than you not breaking my rules?” he tosses at me with a smile I so welcome on his face.

“Yes.”

“For starters, you get down on your knees and suck my dick until your beautiful mouth drips with cum.”

JAX

Her magnetic eyesturn intopools of wonder as shock reads on her face, and astonishment grips her mind.

Never in her life did she think she’d be asked to give a blowjob in the back of an alley.

Her shoes and dress cost more than an average salary, and they will most likely be ruined, and her knees will have scraps from the concrete.

“Go ahead,” I tell her, not wasting another second.

There’s a moment in everyone’s life when a crossroads isn’t only a crossroads.

It’s the beginning of a new life.

A crime happens at that crossroads.

An old version of that person dies, and a new one emerges. You have to be quick and merciless and, above all, never grieve. There is time for that later. But grieving has no place in making that decision.

I don’t want to humiliate her or show her I’m her boss.

I don’t regard her as such, but she needs to know this is a new beginning. And authentic new beginnings never look like your old life.

The time of pussyfooting around her has come to an end.

It has done nothing for her.

It made her unhappy, and it drove me up the wall. But I knew I had to have patience with her.

The problem is I’m not the only one who’s treated her like a princess. And it’s never worked. I knew it wouldn’t work if I did it, but I indulged her.

That time has come to an end.

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