Ocelot was the least of my concerns. “So Tanner isn’t dating Ocelot. Does Tanner have a bunch of women over to his apartment?”
No response.
“Do you ever see the same woman twice?” This response would surely confirm whether my vampire suspicions were accurate. Would Nigel even tell me though? Because if Tanner was a vampire…Nigel might be too. He did carry us both up all those stairs to my apartment. If that wasn’t super vampire strength, I didn’t know what was.
“You wouldn’t understand,” said Nigel.
Answer my question, damn it!“Please.” I was desperate for information. And I could tell by Nigel’s guilty face that he had all the juicy gossip. Hmm. Was he a little gossipy? That could help.“Give me the deets you little slut.” Wow, that came out harsher than it sounded in my head.
Nigel stared at me.
“That juicy goss.”
Nigel frowned. “What is that?”
“Like…gossip. All the hot goss. A girl’s chat.”
“Oh.” He looked sad. “I can’t. I want to. But I can’t. I love the juicy goss. But you’re both supposed to be in timeout! Now you can both shut your whore mouths. And don’t you ever say Matthew’s name again.” Nigel put the bags back over our heads.
A few seconds later it sounded like the bath turned on. And I was terrified that he was either bathing in my tub or he was about to bathe me.Holy hell, who is this strange man?
Stalker Problems - Chapter 58 - They’re Back Again!
Thursday – June 1, 2023
I’d barely slept at all, thanks to the itchy canvas bag over my head. I was completely exhausted. But when I woke up on the couch, the bag was gone and my hands weren’t tied anymore. I looked over at Chastity. She was still hogtied and bagged.
Damn, Nigel really hates her.
The smell of bacon and eggs filled my nose. My eyes snapped to the kitchen, but Nigel was nowhere in sight. There was just some delicious looking food on the stove and a note sitting on the counter. I got up and read it.
Mistress Ash,
My apologies for having to bag you again. But in my defense…you were very naughty. And you were in timeout.
If there is anything you ever need from me, please don’t hesitate to ask. My number is below. I am at your service, Mistress.
Have a good and prosperous day at work. And remember, you have a cake tasting with Master Tanner this evening. He does not appreciate tardiness.
Yours,
-Nigel
XOXO
P.S. I made you breakfast. Only you. Not the stranger on your couch.
I looked over at Chastity and then back at the delicious looking food. Nigel said the breakfast was only for me. And I didn’t want to get on his bad side like Chastity was. I’d unbag her right after breakfast.
***
Tonight was the night. Tanner was finally going to ask me to be his girlfriend.
Or at least…that was what Chastity thought. She kept saying it all day at work. And after work in my closet while she helped me get ready.
I wasn’t as convinced. But maybe I was still just disoriented from having a canvas bag on my head all of last night. That weird little Nigel man was literally the worst. I tried to focus on Chastity. Just thinking about Nigel was getting me all hot and bothered. In a rage way. Not in a sexual way. I got zero sexual vibes from Nigel at all. And I still had no idea what he’d done in my bathtub.I had a feeling I needed to stop by the store and buy some bleach. I was 99 percent sure he’d bathed in my tub. No, 100 percent sure.Damn it, Nigel!Who does that in a stranger's tub?
At least he was an amazing cook. Those scrambled eggs this morning almost made up for all the weirdness.Almost. My poor tub!
