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CHAPTER 16

ADAM

My messenger pings with a message, I look away from my screen for a second to see Darcy’s name. I open the message, curious. Fuck me! The last thing I expect to see is Darcy standing in black underwear. My eyes widen and my dick goes hard, instantly. picking up my phone I tap out a message.

Me: Fuck me babe! The next time I see you, you better be wearing that so I can peel it from your sexy body xx

She must have her phone in her hand waiting for my response because the bubbles appear as soon as my message is sent.

Darcy: You like it then?

Me: Like? No, I fucking love it! How am I supposed to concentrate on work with a rock on?

Darcy: :-D :-D :-D :-D

Me: Yeah you need laugh. That’s twice today now. Maybe you should come back around here and sort it out for me, what d’ya say.

Darcy: Aww I’m sorry I can’t. I got work tomorrow. I need an early night :/

Me: I’ll just sort it out myself, then shall I? LOL It’s ok that picture’s going in the wank bank, thanks x

Smirking I press send. It goes off almost immediately after.

Darcy: Have you really just said you’ve put my picture in the wank bank?

Me: Yep

Darcy: OMG!

Me: I’m gonna have to build it up though now…

Darcy: Do some work will ya! LOL: -*: -*

Me: Ha-ha. Call you later beautiful. xxx

I slip my phone back in my pocket smiling. My mind really wasn’t on work after that picture Darcy sent, so I log everything off and go downstairs. Mum and Dad are in the living room. Dad’s asleep with the footy on and Mum’s reading.

Sitting by Mum I try to sneak a peek at what she’s reading, when I can’t see the title I ask, “What are you reading?”

“Erotic romance!” she says raising her eyebrows.

“Nice, my mother is reading about kinky sex. Do I need to tell Dad?”

“Dad knows, now shut it. Cheeky sod.”

“Oh yeah.” Cringing I look at Mum, “Ewww. I don’t think I can erase that image now.”

Mom smiles wide as I cringe thinking they’re into kink. Shaking my head, I try to rid my brain of that image but it’s not working.

I turn to watching the telly instead. I really don’t know what the big deal is with football, it’s one sport that doesn’t interest me whatsoever.

“Was Darcy okay, this morning?”

Oh fuck, trust Mum to notice, she doesn’t miss a trick this woman, it’s why we never got away with anything when we were kids.

“Yeah… she was okay, that time of the month is on its way, you know when you women get possessed by the devil himself when we say something wrong.”

Mums head turns quickly to face me, “What would you know? When was the last time you had a steady girlfriend?”

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