Page 164 of The Liar's Reckoning

What does it say about me that I’ve got more anxiety about the fact that he has someone else in his life than the fact that he has my future ruin caught on tape?

Who knows…maybe he sent it to my father, too. Although I feel certain Dad would have mentioned it and been very, very annoyed.

I like having a secret with Silas again. So much I crave another one.

Until now, I’ve managed not to respond to his text. But short of trapping myself in a room with him again, I don’t see how I could convince him to see me, which is a more devastating truth now than ever. But I could try. Then I’d know.

Because maybe seeing me unlocked something inside him, too? Is that too far-fetched to hope for? Wewerein love once. Our chemistry is still palpable.

But he’s angry. He hates me. Justifiably.

What would I have to do…?

Me

What would I have to do to get you to fuck me again?

Silas

You realize phone records are admissible.

Fuck. Oh well.

He’s talking to me, though.

Me

That doesn’t answer my question.

Silas

I could use a video of you sucking my cock. That might come in handy.

Me

Can I text you when I get back in town?

Silas

Jesus. No. Get a fucking grip. You’re not coming anywhere near me again.

Me

I’ll beg.

Silas

Of course you would. Senator Cockwhore. Trust me, your mouth comes anywhere near my dick and you won’t be able to talk for a week.

I cup my swelling balls and give the thin skin a pinch to settle them down.

Me

I’m willing to risk it.

Silas

Pathetic. Fuck off.

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