Page 117 of Blossom

I couldn’t give Keira what she wanted because I didn’t feel that way about her. But Mary? I’m feeling things so foreign, so unusual, that it’s making me reconsider my life’s path.

“Afraid I can’t stay, after all,” I say to Aurora.

She places her hand over mine.

A serious no-no for any submissive.

Perhaps the rules are different here in Las Vegas. I don’t know, and I just realized I don’t really want to know.

Admittedly, this place is a feast for the eyes. Sex going on in front of us. No bondage play, though. Mostly just regular sex out here in the open.

“It was nice to meet you.” I rise, walk out of the club, not even bothering to look back.

Aurora is beautiful, no doubt. The type I usually go for.

But Mary…

Sweet and passionate Mary…

Damn it all to hell.

I’m having feelings I have no business having.

And after I just left Keira for the same reason. Except with the two of us, she was the one having feelings. I leave the club and head back to the Las Vegas strip.

No one ever sleeps in this city. It’s too late to get into any of the worthwhile shows.

So I simply walk by all the pimps hawking their women.

“Want to see a good show?” one of them asks me.

“No, thank you,” I say.

Pamphlets gets shoved in my hand, photos of women.

Not interested. I could’ve had a woman more beautiful than any of them at the club.

I head back to my hotel, walk around the casino. I’m not a huge gambler, but I enjoy some blackjack now and then.

I sit down at one of the tables, play a few hands, lose three hundred bucks.

Okay. Now I’m done.

I head back up to my bedroom. And I do the unthinkable.

I call Mary.

It rings once, twice, six times before it goes to voicemail.

“Hi, this is Mary. I’m so sorry I missed your call. Please leave me a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.”

Just the sound of her fucking voice makes me hard.

I open my mouth, but I don’t know what to say.

So I don’t leave a message.

I wish I could take the call back.