Naughty

“For something more than just food.”

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A month passed, and with it, the passion Carter and Autumn created didn’t diminish. It actually got stronger, which surprised him. He knew she was different, had felt that difference, but never for a second thought it could mean something more.

“You going to stare off all day or are you actually going to get some work done?” Denny asked.

“Shut up.”

“I’m being serious. You’ve had that goofy grin on your face. What gives?” Denny asked.

“It has been a month and a half.”

“Since when?”

“Since Autumn walked back into my life, or should I say, broke down into my life.”

“Ah, the power of the automobile. They’re deadly, and make even the trickiest ‘meet cutes’ seem perfect.”

“Do you think it was fate?” Carter asked, turning toward his friend. Denny simply stared at him, looking confused.

“You seriously believe that?”

“I don’t know what I believe? It has to have been in the cards.”

“Is her pussy that fucking perfect that you think some cosmic force brought the two of your together?” Denny burst out laughing. “I think you need to think about what you’re actually feeling toward her. This has nothing to do with fates and shit. This is about what you feel for her.” Denny touched Carter’s chest, and then pointed at him. “Nothing else.”

“Hello, boys,” Summer said, catching them both off guard.

Carter glared at Denny, and turned toward Summer. “Why are you here?”

“I remember a time you’d have been happy to see me.”

There was something different about Summer. She looked nervous and kind of scared, which surprised him.

“Come through to my office.” The same office he fucked Autumn in. His feelings for Autumn hadn’t diminished. He enjoyed spending time with her. A lot of the women he dated, he rarely spent any time with. They were a means to an end.

“What do you want?” he asked.

Summer took a seat. “I’ve been thinking about you, a lot, and I was just wondering if you think about me?”

“No. I don’t.”

“Oh.”

“Cut the bullshit, Summer. You’ve never been the shy little girl, and the act is boring me. What do you want?”

“I want to fuck. There. Something has happened in my life, and I want to deal with it, and the only way to do that is to go back to what I know.”

“By fucking someone you’ve not seen in years?”

“Yes. I’m clearly messed up, and something is seriously wrong. You’ll be doing me a big, big favor.”

She rounded the desk and sat down in front of him.

Carter stood, uncomfortable with the way she was inserting herself into his life. “What the hell are you doing?”

“That locket brought around a lot of memories, and I want us to explore what we failed to have back then.”