Franklin nods. “I can agree with that completely. Is this unlimited or do I have a set number of calls I can make?”
Priest stalls for a moment. I wonder what he’s thinking. We didn’t really discuss the negotiating part of this. We all just understood we would have to do some fucked up shit for these people to get them to withdraw their name.
“You got five calls,” Priest says. “Anything more than that, you will need to barter.”
The smile on Franklin’s face tells us he is happy with that deal.
“Should we write it down?” Franklin asks.
This went a lot faster and smoother than I thought it would. I had no doubt they would all withdraw their names, but I figured we’d have a lot more convincing to do for it.
“My word is my law,” Priest says. “If I say I’ll do it, then it’s done.”
“And you’re not worried about me reneging?”
This time, all of us laughed. We didn’t need to tell him how unwise it would be to go back on his word with us or what we would do if he did. He’s intelligent enough to read between the lines.
Franklin dips his chin. “Understandable.”
See what I mean?
He reaches a hand across the table to Priest. “You have a deal.”
Priest stares at the hand before shaking it. “I’m going to need you to make that call.”
We left Franklin Smith after telling him where he could find his security guards.
Summer
My body hums with every move I make. Last night was incredible and exactly what I needed. Looking into Gabriel’s eyes as he fucked me in that chair told me that he still loved me, he still wanted me. There was hope for our relationship. Hope is all I need.
“Summer, did you hear me?” Malia asks.
“No, I’m sorry. What did you say?” I’ve been so caught up in my head, I wasn’t paying attention to anything.
Malia, Brooklyn and I were in the kitchen preparing lunch. We were making homemade pizzas. Maksim, Fem, Ari and the other ladies from D.O.E were in the dining room. They were making sure the guys didn’t need help while they were out.
“Someone is extremely distracted,” Brooklyn says with a smile.
Malia turns to face me. She stares at me, looking me over. I get a little self-conscious at how hard she’s looking.
“What?” I finally ask.
“You’re glowing,” she hums.
“Wait,” Brooklyn says, getting my attention. She looks me over. “Oh shit, you got dick last night.”
My entire face heats up. I place my hands on my cheek in an attempt to cool my body down.
“Okay. You’re right. I did.”
I love how excited both women get for me.
“I bet he can fuck,” Brooklyn says nodding her head. “The crazy ones always have good dick.”
“You might be on to something,” Malia says. “Lucien is the sweetest most compassionate lover in the world. But Seth will have me sweating out my perm.”
We all laugh.