Time to Play by Sam Crescent Page A

Simone’s cell phone began ringing. She pulled it out of
the pocket and saw her mother’s number flashing at her. Letting out a groan,
she flipped the phone.
    “Hello, Mom.”
    “Have you seen the morning paper?”
    “Yes, I’ve seen it.”
    “What is going on, Simone Allusifa ? I do not like these vultures telling me about my
daughter’s love life.”
    Simone rubbed her temple. “I’m
dating Callum Gallagher, and no, it is not completely
serious. We’re exclusive and seeing where it is going.”
    She was conscious of Cole listening
to her conversation.
    “Your father doesn’t like this. He’s
been in touch, and you know he never gets in touch.”
    “Has there been a story about you
two?” she asked.
    Her mother sighed over the line.
“They will always bring up our past, Simone. Your father wants to speak to you
regarding this man.”
    “I don’t give a rat’s ass what my
father wants. He’s been out of my life for most of it. He can continue playing
the sperm donor for all I care.”
    “Simone!”
    “No, Mom, listen. He is a
controlling bastard. If I want to date this guy then I’m going to date this
guy. I’m twenty-five and can do whatever the hell I want.”
    “I love you, honey.”
    “I know you do. Please, don’t start
trying to make him into father of the year. We both know Malcolm is not that
guy.” She listened to her mother speak a few more of her concerns before she
hung up the phone.
    Cole pulled into the parking lot
under the condo. “Trouble at home?”
    “My mother is worrying about me.
Malcolm is interfering and probably making out she is a bad parent. They always
fight like this. I can’t believe how he’s trying to take over my life. When
they got a divorce he didn’t want to have anything to do with me. He kept my
brother while my mom took me to live with her. Now he thinks he can control my
life. I’m not accepting it.”
    She put her phone away then waited
for Cole to open her door.
    “Fair enough.”
    They went up together in the
elevator. Callum wasn’t there, and Cole took his
usual position on the couch. Simone went through to the office and saw there were
no papers. The sun was shining on the pool making the water glint at her.
    “Why don’t I have my papers?” she
asked, shouting back to Cole.
    “ Callum is
bringing them back this afternoon.”
    She shook her head. It was supposed
to be serious, and yet, they still hadn’t brought her the paperwork. Shaking
her head, Simone decided not to worry about it. They wanted her to sort through
this. In the back of her mind she was a little concerned. What if she couldn’t
prove it wasn’t her taking the money?
    Don’t think like that.
    Going out of the office she went
back to the sitting room. Cole was watching a game of football. “May I borrow a
pair of boxer shorts?” she asked.
    “What? Why?” He turned to look at
her.
    “I’m going to take a swim in the
pool. I don’t have any underwear on besides a bra, so may I borrow a pair of
boxer shorts?”
    She watched him swallow. “You’re not wearing any panties?”
    “I did tell you yesterday. I never wear them. I hate the feel of them
against my body.”
    He ran his fingers through his hair. “You’re doing this on purpose.”
    Simone saw the tenting of his pants. Unable to stop herself, she lifted
her denim skirt, flashing her bare pussy to him. “See.”
    Callum walked through the door while she
was holding her skirt to her stomach. He dropped the pile of paperwork, his mouth
opening.
    Both men’s eyes were on her. She felt a great power surge inside her.
They were both looking at her as if she was something to eat. A great feast for them to snack on.
    She put her skirt down. “Can I have those boxer shorts?” she asked.
    Cole moved out of the sitting room in the direction of his room. Callum began picking up pieces of paper.
    “Are you okay if I take a swim first?” she asked, innocently.
    They were so easy to tease.
    “Sure,” Callum said.