Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen: Feeling a Little Lost – 1

I find myself in this big, empty house. It is strangely unsettling, being here rather than at my place. He mentioned something about me staying here, and I put my book down. I have been trying to read, but my focus has been off.

Why do I feel so lost without him? I’ve never been this way with someone before. I need to get it together. It’s been a massive distraction since he’s been away. I head to Wyatt’s room to change. He has given me part of his closet and a few drawers. He gave me a lot of new clothes, shoes, and underwear to keep at his place for me. I never knew how much one outfit cost!

I smirk because an idea comes to mind. I pick out the thong bathing suit he bought. He bought it for me to wear so he could enjoy seeing me in it. I haven’t had a chance to wear it yet. This seems like the perfect time. I can trust him with this. I promised him sexy photos, and I…

I stand in front of the mirror and take a look. I look good in it. It shows off all my best assets: ass, hips, and boobs. I take a few pictures in the mirror, from the front and back. Then, I take a few on the bed, posing as seductively as I can. He will be turned on, and possibly… I don’t write anything. I add the photos and hit send. He will still be on his flight, so he won’t get them until he lands. I smirk as it says “sent.”

I grab a towel and head out, getting a bottle of water on my way to the pool. I check my cell is on loud in case he calls. He will appreciate a nice reminder of what’s waiting for him back home while he’s at the strip club. I wish he weren’t going to them, but I push the thought aside and dive into the pool. I swim a few laps.

I would love to swim every day. Recently, I haven’t been, though, since I’ve spent most of my time here with Wyatt. I never thought I would see the day I’d be in such a beautiful place. It’s also a reminder of how different our lives are…