Page 123 of Wandering in Darkness
I lie face down, butt naked on my bed. “Has it?”
Grayson looks at me from where he’s equally naked. “Sure has.”
“I… feel like… maybe you’re right,” I say with a grin. “While I’ve been loving the hell out of this, I’m not sure how much more my body can take.”
“Says the man who literally jumps me every minute you can.”
“You’re really cute. And then I’ll just be like minding my own business and you’ll like… smile at me, and then suddenly I’ll be horny and then… you know the rest.”
He playfully smacks my bare ass as he walks by. “I do know the rest.”
“Maybe we should get some more groceries if we’re going to loaf around. But first… I must shower. Did you already shower?”
“No, but… can I trust getting in a shower with you?” he teases.
“I… I don’t know,” I joke. “I’ll be good. I promise.”
“Do I need to tape your hands to your body so you can’t touch me?”
“Oh… there’s a lot I can do without my hands,” I say. “Would you like me to show you?”
“Fuck! And now I’m horny again.”
I laugh as I roll onto my back. “You’re as bad as me, so stop pretending it’s just me. Let’s go, let’s go.”
He grabs my legs, pulling me off the bed and into the shower where I try my best to keep my hands to myself before failing horribly.
As I drive to Arthur’s, Grayson pulls out his phone. “Oh… interesting.”
“What?”
“A buddy of mine said that Lt. Allen didn’t show up today and the higher-ups are keeping quiet about why.”
“Oh yeah?” I ask. I was starting to feel a bit discouraged earlier when it seemed like nothing was happening with Allen. Grayson assured me that it would probably take time for them to figure out if the accusations were true and that they wouldn’t want to blacken his name if it was all lies.
Which makes sense… but is also not what I want. I do want instant gratification, after all. I want to watch that man burn in hell.
“Should I be worried that he’s going to try to bring to light what I did?” I ask.
“No. You have the contracts and even though they were fake, you couldn’t have known that. We have proof that people reaching out for help led to deaths. We’ll just hope that your name never comes up, alright?”
“Okay,” I say, hoping he’s right.
When we reach Arthur’s, I go to knock on the door, but he’s already opened it just to glower at me. I’m really not at all put off by the glower, as it seems to be his main form of greeting.
“If you keep glowering, your face is going to get stuck like that.”
“I think it already is,” he says, which just makes me laugh.
“You up for shooting today?” I ask. “Or… let me clarify. I’ll shoot while you yell at me and threaten to kick me in the nuts.”
“I see you brought your boyfriend-not boyfriend.”
“He’s my boyfriend now.”
Arthur scoffs. “Didn’t take you long.”
“Shush it. Took me long enough. We’ve known each other for like two years now. We obviously enjoyed dragging it out.”
