I paced in the hallway outside of the bedroom with my arms crossed over my chest, listening to Roxie moan and scream for me. All I wanted was to barge into the room, take that cheap f*****g thing out of her, and push my c**k into that throbbing hole of hers. But I had more important things to attend to, like finding out why Roxie had left.
She had been left alone before. She didn’t go anywhere. She came back with that sassy-as-f**k attitude the next day and cursed me out in my office, like she usually did. She had never ever left. So why now? And why was she keeping it from me? She hadn’t even told me it was because of me yet.
Last night, when I’d brought her home, everything had been fine. Roxie was pissed, like usual, but not pissed enough to leave. She could’ve snuck out during the ni
