Page 81 of Pucking Rebound

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Page 81 of Pucking Rebound

Jordy:

Blow jobs and anal.

I erupt into laughter.

Me:

I’m sure your physio would have suggested exercise and ice packs and maybe swimming to help strengthen your knee.

Jordy:

Blow jobs and anal sounds like a much better treatment plan.

Me:

Well, I might be able to help you with those, but not tonight.

Jordy:

Fucking hell, Lola. You make me hard.

And he makes me wet. The way my body reacts to him is like a shot of ginger to my adrenaline. He packs a punch, makes me zing all day, and has increased my sex drive tenfold. Not only that but he makes me feel happy. And safe.

Jordy is someone I could imagine spending more nights… and days with. Everyday with. If only that was possible.

Me:

Are you free tomorrow night?

Jordy:

That’s my line. That’s why I was texting you. What are you doing tomorrow night?

Me:

You.

Jordy:

Aside from that, no plans?

Me:

Nope. Free as a bird.

Jordy:

Meet me at Gold Bar Park, in the visitors' parking lot, at 5 PM.

Me:

That’s late, it’ll be dark. Are you planning to murder me?

Jordy:

Of course I am, and once the police find your body and your phone, they’ll know it was me.

Me:


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