Page 4 of Black Mark's Heart

"Have any blood play requests come in?" I asked straight out.

"Is that her thing?"

"Mora had a contract with Jasper Jones."

Tracey let out a low whistle. "If you are going to have a contract that includes blood play, that is who you want to have it with. He's a qualified M.D."

"So I have been told," I growled. "Look, Tracey, Mora deals with intense emotions in specific ways. I had her cello, so that was not an option for her. If she needs an outlet and Jones is not an option, a call may come to you."

"Dare, it won't. She has no idea about Nahum. I mentioned it in passing to her on the plane and she was clueless," Tracey revealed. I looked skyward, wondering what else Tracey told her on that plane ride. "Not to mention, you have her purse. That makes her penniless. She couldn't pay for the service even if she found a phone to call us with. I'm sorry, Dare. You are not going to find her here. Have you spoken to Jones?"

"He's in a relationship and ended things with Mora last year."

"Not anymore, he's not," Tracey responded. I felt my fist clench. "Jones has been visiting on occasion since New Year. He is flying solo again and coming here to get his kink fix."

"I was not aware," I gritted out.

Tracey went quiet. "Do you want me to come see you, Dare?"

"I am home in Scotland."

"Hiding out?"

"No. I just thought my leaving would make things easier on Mora."

"Maybe she thought the same way," Tracey tried to reassure me.

"She ran out into the dead of winter without anything necessary, Tracey. Mora was not thinking; she was hurting." I rested my head in the palm of my hand. "I could have handled it better. I yelled at her, blamed her. How could she have known?"

I heard Tracey swallow through the phone. "I only met her once, Dare, but you know I'm good at reading people. Mora is strong. Yes, she was hurting when you banished her from your life, and she has probably gone to ground to lick her wounds, but she will pull through this. Give it a year, Dare, and Mora will have her life back on track and you will just be a lesson learned."

"Well, at least you didn't say I was just a faded memory."

"Not likely with that dick of yours. Even if she doesn't want to remember you, she will every time she climbs beneath the covers with whoever takes your place."

Pain blossomed in my chest at the idea of another man with Mora. "Thanks, I think."

"I am not going to sit here and blow smoke up your ass, Dare. You have hurt her bad, by the sounds of it. She will rebound just as hard. If she is anything like me when I was younger, she is going to rebound right off your front doorstep."

"You think she will try and get me back?" I asked, surprised. Yes, part of me seriously wanted to keep Mora in my life some way. It just surprised me to think she would try and fix this.

"God, no!" Tracey laughed. "I meant she is going to fuck someone in your circle to get over you, Dare."

"They all know she is off limits."

"She was off limits when you were working your way into her panties," Tracey sounded way too happy about this. "Now that you've trashed her, Dare, and as loyal as your circle is, they are going to wait a respectable time and then they are going to swoop on that hot little antipodean," Tracey sighed. "As much as I would love to be her rebound, my pick would be one of the Mann brothers. Then, I expect she will reconnect with Jasper Jones and marry his fine ass."

"Do you have anything helpful to add or are you just trying to twist the knife?" I growled.

"You want helpful? Forget about her, Dare. Mora will turn up in a few days. You may hear about it, you may not. Nothing much you can do about it now. You wanted her gone, she's gone," Tracey answered flatly. "Be grateful."

I took a deep breath. "Bex said I need to know she is safe before I start working past this."

"Why?" Tracey asked curiously. Tracey and Rebecca had gone to school together and were friends.

"I know why it needed to end, but Mora doesn't. As far as she is concerned, I found out who her dad was, he told me to end it, and I did."

"You didn't explain it?"

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