asshat!
Jacob: So you did… What you up to?
Maya: Laid naked in bed whilst Channing Tatum stares at me with my husband’s eyes. NOM!
Jacob: So erm… I was just passing through. Wait ten minutes, don’t move and soon you’ll have Jacob Stone staring at you naked with his own eyes.
Maya: Sounds fun! Will he be naked too?
Jacob: He can be!!!!
Maya: Dammit… I’m useless. My husband checks my phone every night when I go to
sleep . I really shouldn’t have put that! Even if I was just playing. Gah! You are a bad influence Mr. Stone!
Jacob: Promise me you’ll call me that whilst I’m naked and standing over you. HI JAMES!!!
Maya: PMSL! I’m going! Get back to work! Go milk your face or something you do to make yourself so pretty.
Jacob: Milk my face…??? Da fuq
Maya: Bye Jacob.
Jacob: Bye Maya ;)
Completely truthful. James checks my phone every night. He thinks I don’t notice but I do and I leave everything for him to find. I’m pretty sure he’s put some kind of tracker on there so he gets every text straight to his computer. Talk about paranoia.
I don’t mind though, maybe now he’s found out how many people I’ve actually messed around with he’ll stop thinking I’m such a whore that spread eagles for any hot man with a dick. Although I wasn’t lying about Jacob, I would totally screw him if I was single and the fact Jacob would most definitely screw me is a fucking hard temptation. Get it? HARD temptation. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge. No takers? Ok then whatever.
Now as I was saying, so James has zero trust for me and I don’t care what he does. That’s bad right? I’ve felt jealousy of seeing him with another woman but that’s only because I believe his world should revolve around me, it’s true, I can’t help feeling that way but I’ve never denied being shallow and a little self-centered. Something I shall work on… ah, maybe tomorrow.
“Hey baby,” James says softly as he walks in, two crates of beer in his arms. I raise my eyebrows and follow him into the kitchen where I’ve set out snacks ready and have a few menus spread out. “Good day?”
“Yep, I spent the day using your bank card to buy new clothes online, maybe a couple of bags and stuff and then I sat and read magazines while ignoring the TV,” I grin and kiss him on the lips before wrapping my arms around his waist. “I hope you don’t mind.”
He shrugs, “No problem baby.” Gah, what’s with the baby? “What’s mine is yours.”
“Even though I have a hundred times more money than you?” I snort and then my eyes widen in realization. “Oh my god. Eleven times. I totally forgot. You never asked me about Vegas.”
He frowns a little before pulling away to load the bottles into the fridge, “Yes I did.”
“No, you asked me if I fucked anyone. You never asked me about my actual adventures.”
His shoulders sag a little, “How much did you lose?”
“What makes you think I lost?”
“The mischievous glint in your eyes when you do something naughty.”
“Naughty? What am I… a child?”
He grunts and rolls his eyes as I pass him bottles from the crates.
“Fine, how much did you win?”
I place a hand over my heart, “Why baby, I’m so glad you asked. I started off with a budget of five hundred grand.”
“You fucking set yourself a budget of half a million?” he practically squeals. “Fuckin hell Maya. Are you crazy?”
“Yep… so I played a little poker, black jack, and craps. I lost on all of them. I was down to a hundred and fifty grand.”
“Oh god.”
“Then I went on the roulette and within a few hours I’d quadrupled my money. I played craps again and won seven mil in total!” I grin and start a little victory dance. “I was totally
Jacob: So you did… What you up to?
Maya: Laid naked in bed whilst Channing Tatum stares at me with my husband’s eyes. NOM!
Jacob: So erm… I was just passing through. Wait ten minutes, don’t move and soon you’ll have Jacob Stone staring at you naked with his own eyes.
Maya: Sounds fun! Will he be naked too?
Jacob: He can be!!!!
Maya: Dammit… I’m useless. My husband checks my phone every night when I go to
sleep . I really shouldn’t have put that! Even if I was just playing. Gah! You are a bad influence Mr. Stone!
Jacob: Promise me you’ll call me that whilst I’m naked and standing over you. HI JAMES!!!
Maya: PMSL! I’m going! Get back to work! Go milk your face or something you do to make yourself so pretty.
Jacob: Milk my face…??? Da fuq
Maya: Bye Jacob.
Jacob: Bye Maya ;)
Completely truthful. James checks my phone every night. He thinks I don’t notice but I do and I leave everything for him to find. I’m pretty sure he’s put some kind of tracker on there so he gets every text straight to his computer. Talk about paranoia.
I don’t mind though, maybe now he’s found out how many people I’ve actually messed around with he’ll stop thinking I’m such a whore that spread eagles for any hot man with a dick. Although I wasn’t lying about Jacob, I would totally screw him if I was single and the fact Jacob would most definitely screw me is a fucking hard temptation. Get it? HARD temptation. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge. No takers? Ok then whatever.
Now as I was saying, so James has zero trust for me and I don’t care what he does. That’s bad right? I’ve felt jealousy of seeing him with another woman but that’s only because I believe his world should revolve around me, it’s true, I can’t help feeling that way but I’ve never denied being shallow and a little self-centered. Something I shall work on… ah, maybe tomorrow.
“Hey baby,” James says softly as he walks in, two crates of beer in his arms. I raise my eyebrows and follow him into the kitchen where I’ve set out snacks ready and have a few menus spread out. “Good day?”
“Yep, I spent the day using your bank card to buy new clothes online, maybe a couple of bags and stuff and then I sat and read magazines while ignoring the TV,” I grin and kiss him on the lips before wrapping my arms around his waist. “I hope you don’t mind.”
He shrugs, “No problem baby.” Gah, what’s with the baby? “What’s mine is yours.”
“Even though I have a hundred times more money than you?” I snort and then my eyes widen in realization. “Oh my god. Eleven times. I totally forgot. You never asked me about Vegas.”
He frowns a little before pulling away to load the bottles into the fridge, “Yes I did.”
“No, you asked me if I fucked anyone. You never asked me about my actual adventures.”
His shoulders sag a little, “How much did you lose?”
“What makes you think I lost?”
“The mischievous glint in your eyes when you do something naughty.”
“Naughty? What am I… a child?”
He grunts and rolls his eyes as I pass him bottles from the crates.
“Fine, how much did you win?”
I place a hand over my heart, “Why baby, I’m so glad you asked. I started off with a budget of five hundred grand.”
“You fucking set yourself a budget of half a million?” he practically squeals. “Fuckin hell Maya. Are you crazy?”
“Yep… so I played a little poker, black jack, and craps. I lost on all of them. I was down to a hundred and fifty grand.”
“Oh god.”
“Then I went on the roulette and within a few hours I’d quadrupled my money. I played craps again and won seven mil in total!” I grin and start a little victory dance. “I was totally
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