Cordelia.
When I rang her hotel, I’d guessed Coral, Coraline and Caroline. It was desperation but when you’re obsessing over ghosts you’ll try anything.
On recognising me, her hazel eyes went even wider then when I first pressed my d**k inside her. The way her mouth dropped open into a perfect circle, flung me down the path of memories where we brought each other to the f*****g brink.
Where we both wanted more. And said it out loud. But only I meant it. Because only I was actually free to say such a thing.
Before I knew her true nature anyway. A liar. A chancer.
So yes, I called out her ability to deliver the training. I watched her like a hawk. Waiting for the moment she tried to scam or blackmail me with some pointed comment.
For almost thirty minutes I don’t purposely react to a
