"Thank you, for your lack of love." slamming the door behind her. Stamping my foot in anger as tears prickled.
Removing my torn panties from off the floor. I assembled together my phone or what's left of it. Running the edge of my finger over the cracked screen. Turning it on. My heart sprinting in my chest at the sight of his number.
"Hello"
"Adela, meet me downstairs in ten minutes..."
"Whose speaking?"
Pretending I didn't know who it was, but I would recognize that husky voice anywhere. It always seems to weaken my senses.
He laughs lightly. "Meet me in the lobby. I am taking you phone shopping."
Oh
"There is no need. This one still works perfectly."
"I need to be able to get a hold of you at any given time. So you need a proper working phone. The latest in technology."
"Darryl..."
"Please don't make me come up and get you Adela and don't wear any panties. I want to fondle you while we drive around town."
"Excuse me?" I splutter
He sighed. "You heard me. Eight minutes and counting." hanging up.
Grabbing my handbag I made my way to my bedroom, deciding not to change, putting on a white cotton knickers. Locking the doors, I took the first available elevator to the lobby. The sight of Darryl lounging around the marble columns shifted everything.