My Sweet

LIV

I'm staring at my tulips, daydreaming. It's been almost two weeks since James and I started talking again. Every morning since then I get a tulip, the first six days was white ones, for forgiveness. After that red ones, for love..

He chose tulips because according Turkish legend a prince named Farhad was love struck by a maiden named Shirin. When Farhad learned that Shirin had been killed, he was so overcome with grief that he killed himself - riding his horse over the edge of a cliff. It's said that a scarlet tulip sprang up from each droplet of his blood, giving the red tulip the meaning "perfect love."

He can be so soppy, but I love it..

My favorite Irish man pops up on my laptop.

"Hey baby. Penny for your thoughts?"

"I really should find out who sent me this lovely flowers and thank him personally." I tease him

"One week.." That's all he says.

"What? You babbling again? " I roll my eyes at him.

"I'll be there in one week. Then you can thank him, personally."

"You found her?"

James told me about his childhood friend that ran away with her druggie boyfriend. Family and friends were doing all they could to find her.

"Yes. Her boyfriend called me for help. She's in a really bad way. I got her in a good rehab."

"That's fantastic.. One week.. Baby, one week!! Seven days!!" I'm shouting with excitement.

James is laughing at my silliness.

"I'm busy arranging everything. For the first 3 days I want just you. No sightseeing or vacation.. I just want you.."

I feel myself flush.

"What are you going to do with just boring old me?" I say in my sexiest flirty voice.

"I'll tell you tonight.." James growls at me.

"I'll dress appropriately Master."

"Sweetness, why are you doing this to me? All I can think of is what I'm going to do to you.. It's not easy when you say stuff like that.. Baby, I'm permanently hard.. Not good when I have a business to run.."

He rubs his face out of frustration.

"I'm sorry, not sorry.. You have a dom/sub fantasy? Mmmmm I can work with that... Sir.." I suck my finger, James' eyes wide, he groans then I end the call.

Immediately I get a message.

You not playing fair.