Chapter Thirteen
Cockblocked.
Nothing says cockblocked quite like three-hundred-thirty-six hours of backbreaking labor and spontaneous check-ins by my keeper. Not that I’m counting. At first, I was convinced Jason had our number. Six times in the last two weeks he turned up completely unexpectedly, and while I may have been standing too close to one captivating redhead, my hands were in plain sight. The worst time was when he showed up with Sophie, making it very clear who the man in her life was. Not that I care. I don’t want to be anyone’s man. I just want to f*****g release the agony coiled up in my balls. It’s so bad, I think my d**k might fall off. And to be quite honest, I can’t go on like this. Something has to give.
I have another ‘lesson’ today with Gorgeous. I’ve been alternat
