Page 40 of The Power Play

How would she know?Oh, because she would be able to tell that I had begun tofornicate(yes, she used this word in this tangent) with the Devil. She would be able toseeit within me.

When I asked how reading a book would be me fucking the Devil I got slapped in the face.

Parking at Charlie’s condo I wipe all the shitty memories from the forefront of my mind. None of them hurt like they used to, when I would grieve not having a happy, functional family. I lost that chance when “God”gave me the parents I got. Doesn’tmatter now, I’m happy with the life I’ve created for myself. And with that, I bring up the groceries to the home of an incredibly hot hockey player who wants to hang out with me.

After putting everything away I go into my room to text my little group chat once again.

Audrey: Hypothetically, what would you do if you learned the viewer, you’re accidentally staying with hasn’t had sex in a while and is nervous about it, but you want to fuck his brains out?

Jade: Why is everything hypothetical with you?

Audrey: Because it feels better than admitting this is my reality.

Skylar: Does he want to fuck your brains out?

Audrey: I think so.

Skylar: Then do it.

Jade: Agreed. Still on board with that for you.

Audrey: I’m not sure I should come to you guys for advice anymore. Even for hypotheticals.

The sun is currently setting,and Charlie meets me in the kitchen. I give him a smile, then can’t help the way my eyes trail down his body, the tight t-shirt clinging to his muscular frame and the swim trunks that are low on his hips.

“You’re serious about the bathing suit thing?” I ask.

“Yup, so I hope you have one to change into.”

“I grabbed one from my place today, but I think you might be insane.”

“You’re the one that said you trust me. So, that makes you just as insane.”

I sigh, “I definitely am. Let me go change.”

Even though I’m slightly terrified about getting into some freezing cold water, I change into the black bikini I brought over anyway. The top barely covers the swells of my decently sized tits, and the bottoms tie at my hips. I check myself in the mirror before stepping out. I’ve grown to love my body, I’m not stick thin, but I’m also not muscular from any workouts. I have soft curves and a stomach that isn’t flat. I say my “I am beautiful” affirmations three times before going back into the kitchen to meet Charlie.

“Ready,” I announce to catch his attention.

He turns to face me, his eyes immediately dropping down the length of my body. I’m used to men ogling me, I don’t shift or find it uncomfortable at all. I just stand here and let him get his fill. He’s seen me naked, many times, the latest just last night in fact. However, for some reason the way he’s looking at me feels like he’s just seeing me for the first time.

“You done?” I tease.

His eyes shoot up to mine and pink starts to tinge his cheeks. “Yeah, let’s go. Though, if we run into Mr. Peterson in the elevator, I’m pretty sure you’re going to give him a heart attack.”

I shrug, “I hope you know CPR, then.”

Charlie just laughs.

We step into the elevator, and he presses a button for the roof, and I look at him even more confused. The doors close in front of us, and I speak up, “Please tell me we are not going to stand on the roof of a very tall building in our bathing suits while it’s starting to snow.”

“We aren’t going to stand on the roof. We are going to swim.”

“Have you lost your mind? Did last night actually make you go insane? We fuck around and you end up with some sort of psychosis?”

He throws his head back laughing, “Not exactly.”

The elevator dings, signaling we are at the roof and then I understand. As the doors slide open, it reveals what I can only describe as an oasis. The roof, is completely covered with windows that are beginning to get blanketed in the snow that’s falling. Half of the area is covered with a pool and a hot tub that has steam rising out of it. There are rows of lounge chairs, a table with a fake fire going.

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