Page 15 of Cuffed By Love

Oh God, just when I think my day couldn’t worsen, it dawns on me that my bladder is full and I need to pee. What am I supposed to do? I can’t pee in front of Devin. What the hell?

“Mimi, you okay?” Ayla questions when she likely noticed the troubled look on my face. I’ll hold it. I’m hoping that I can convince my dad that this idea of his is ludicrous by the end of the day…if my bladder doesn’t burst by then.

I didn’t last till the end of the day—I barely lasted an hour. I was busting and couldn’t keep still. Devin and I are currently standing in the corridor side by side while he speaks to an author after the meeting we had with her. Devin notices me squirming beside him, he cuts the conversation short, and we say our goodbyes. “What is up with you?”

I frown. “Nothing.”

Devin looks me over, clearly not convinced. “Uh-huh, you’ve been squirming for over an hour. What’s wrong?”

“Ugh, fine!” I relent and close my eyes. I’m going to murder someone, I swear to God. “I need to pee,” I mutter under my breath, and Devin frowns, leaning closer.

“Tinks, speak up. You’re mumbling.”

“I need to pee!”

Devin presses his lips together and cocks his head to the side. “Well, go pee then.”

I give him my ‘are you an idiot’ look, and he smiles gleefully, recognising it from when we were kids. “I am not going to pee in front of you. Hell fucking no.”

“Tinks, don’t be ridiculous. You can’t hold your piss in all day. Come on.” Devin grabs my arm and starts dragging me toward the bathroom. I dig my heels into the ground, shaking my head swiftly, pulling my arm back and hiss when the metal bites into my wrist.

“No, no, Dev, I can hold it, I can hold it!” I whimper, resisting but to no avail because I find myself in the bathroom with him. I squeeze my thighs together and chew on my bottom lip as he stood watching me, his brown eyes dancing with amusement while I continue to squirm.

“Go on then. We don’t have all day.” He urges me, and I give him a scathing look and sigh.

“I’m not peeing in front of you,” I state stubbornly, wiggling my hips and tapping my foot in an attempt to distract myself.

Devin rolls his eyes and exhales. “Tinks, the longer you hold it in, the more damage you’re causing your bladder and kidneys. Take a piss already.” I groan when my bladder starts to ache. Either I give in and pee in front of him, or I piss myself. It’s a lose/lose situation either way…this is happening.

“Fine, turn around. I’m not going with you watching me.” Devin smiles and turns his back to me. I eye him warily and bite my lip. “Run the tap and sing…loudly,” I tell him, and he chuckles.

“Tinks—”

“Sing, Dev!”

“All right! Jeez, woman.” Devin laughs and leans over, runs the tap and starts singing bah bah black sheep. “Bah bah black sheep, have you any wool…”

I stare at his back, and I don’t know if it was the embarrassing situation I was in, but I couldn’t hold back the unexpected laughter that came tumbling out of me. Of all the songs he could have sung, he chooses that. Upon hearing my laugh, Devin cracks up laughing, his shoulders shaking.

I squeeze my thighs together, holding my pee in as best I could, “Oh God, stop, stop laughing. I’m going to pee myself!” I cackle, leaning over and holding onto the wall.

Devin chuckles, “Hurry up, then.” He utters between peals of laughter. “Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full. One for my master and one for my dame…”

“You’re not singing loud enough. Sing louder. And don’t you dare peek.” I warn with a giggle as I tug my skirt up and peel my underwear down. Devin sings louder, almost shouting.

I sit on the toilet and finally let it go. I was hoping for a sweet little trickle, but there was nothing lady-like about it. It was like a horse was pissing; it went on for ages where I had been holding it in for so long.

I don’t think I have ever blushed so hard in my life or felt so embarrassed ever. By the end of it, Devin and I had tears from laughing so hard. “Don’t look at me.” I grumble as I wash my hands, and Devin chuckles.

“Why are you so embarrassed? It’s natural. Everyone takes a leak, Tinks.” Devin states as I dry my hands and roll my eyes, avoiding looking at him. “Surely you’ve pissed in front of your boyfriends before.”

“That’s different. How can you even compare that to this.” I defend and push the door open and walk out of the bathroom. Dev and I halt when everyone looks at us, each with a different expression on their faces. I lift my gaze to Dev who rubs the back of his neck, grinning. I slap his shoulder and pull him along toward my office. “I can’t believe this is happening. The CEO and Vice President of the company walking out of the bathroom together. I can’t wait to hear the rumors that will no doubt circulate shortly.”

Devin throws his head back and laughs, “What rumor? They can see we’re handcuffed together. What could we possibly be doing in there?”

I give him a sceptical look, “Screwing?”

“While I’m almost screaming verses of bah bah black sleep? Oh yeah, that’s plausible. What kind of twisted person would sing nursery rhymes while banging?” I laugh, shaking my head. This boy is truly an idiot, but he did have a point.

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