Page 64 of End It All

Quincy: Yet.

The little dots danced on the screen and I found myself holding my breath, waiting to see what smart shit the little runt would say. Blake was no more than five-foot-six feet tall and full of audacity.

Blake:

Blake: Best you ever had.

Fucker let that get to his head.

Quincy: I bottomed one time. Doesn't count.

Blake: Lies. Are you asking me for a repeat?

No, yes, maybe.Who the fuck knew what was wrong with me. I was confident when it came to sex, but Blake had me questioning my perceived taste.

Quincy: Be home shortly.

Blake: See you when you get here.

I chewed my bottom lip, contemplating my next move. Before I could talk myself out of it, I called Blake.

"Hey."

There was music playing in the background, and all I could picture was Blake in the kitchen, naked.

"What are you wearing?"

There was a laugh that felt light and I wanted nothing more than to take some of it and implant It in myself.

"Quincy, did you call to ask that?" There was movement that came over the phone. "Where are you, anyway?"

Not there. I headed down the block. "On my way back home."

"Yeah, but what did you do all day?"

"Aw. You wanna hear about my day, baby girl?”

"Fuck you, Quincy. I will hang up."

When Blake didn't rush to do so, my lips curled up in a smile. "You miss me?" I don't know why I asked. We didn't have that kind of relationship. Shit, we barely knew each other. I knew next to nothing about Blake Vitale and he sure as shit didn't know me. And yet, I was desperately holding my breath to hear his answer.

"Well, I never noticed how quiet and clean the place is without you dirtying it up and yapping," Blake said.

An ache started to pulse in the middle of my chest.

"But yeah, I guess you could say that. I mean, I don't know anyone and you're the only one I like talking to right now."

The more Blake spoke, the quicker the ache turned into a flower of warmth. "Baby girl, you're going to make me blush."

"You have some serious issues. You know that, right?"

"Nothing sex and drugs won't fix."

Blake snorted out a laugh. "There is nothing that will fix you. Maybe a lobotomy."

"Hey, I take offense to that. There's nothing on his earth that could snuff out my sparkle."

Talking to Blake came easy, he was laid-back and fun as shit to tease.

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