“Oh, don’t remind me.”
Their conversation shifted back to wedding plans, and Julia began outlining the next steps for fittings and finalizing the design.
“Oh crap, Nolan is going to have my ass if we’re not at the club soon.” Mia cringed and looked at her phone. “I didn’t realize the time.”
“I’m ready when you are. Thanks for letting me jump in. It’ll be nice to get my car back from Graham.”
“Oh yeah, I bet that’s all you’ll get back.”
Julia slipped on her heels and smirked at Mia as they headed out. “Oh, I hope so. That’s the best part.”
*
The girls had barely made it to the bar of the club before Julia’s phone vibrated in her hand.
Graham:
Where are you, my pretty kitty?
Graham:
I want to play with that beautiful pussy.
Julia:
You’ve a way with words
Graham:
I think you mean ‘you’ve a way with words,Sir’.
Julia:
It’s the same thing. It’s implied.
Graham:
Let me know how implied those welts I give your ass tonight are.
Graham:
Upstairs, kitten. Put your phone in the lockers, get changed and meet me on the fourth floor. You’ve 10 minutes.
Julia:
Floor 4. 15 minutes. Got it *salute*
Graham:
I didn’tsay 15.
Graham:
Try me.
Julia followed instructions and hurried up to the back play area. She changed into a too-short neon green skirt and a fishnet top that showed off her black halter bra with stripes that matched her skirt. She pulled her hair up into two space buns and traded her heels for the club flats she kept in her locker.
She knew the time but did nothing to hurry or abide by his ten-minute rule.