Syx Thirty Sevyn by Grey Huffington

Author:Grey Huffington [Huffington, Grey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grey & Company
Published: 2018-01-29T23:00:00+00:00

Sevyn was sound asleep, as I laid awake watching her chest rise before falling, continuously. After such an exciting night, I could help myself from feeling like shit. I'd left this precious jewel behind for month with no signs of return. Even in my hectic life, her absence was still noticeable. I could only imagine the agony she faced, sitting still and having as much time as she did on her hands. The thought of her actually having someone take my place was sickening and one that I would've been kicking my own ass for until my dying day.

Trough. My top teeth met my bottom and began to grind on one another. It was a habit I'd picked up as a kid when my load was heavy, and my mind was clogged. Tossing the cover from my body, I jolted from the bed and started for the living room of my suite. My clothes were laid flat out on the couch. My cell was in my jeans, which I grabbed first to retrieve. I powered it on and ignored the mountain of notifications that came pouring in to make a call.

“Yeah?” Trough answered.

“I need to holler at you.”

“Ace. It’s three in the morning.” he stirred.

“If it was three in the morning or midnight, I doubt if you’d give a damn about the time difference.”

“Can this wait until the morning?”

“I saw her.”

Silence quilted the line. Ending the call, I pulled my jeans over my ass and marched towards the door. As I opened mine, I heard the locks being twisted on the door across the hall. Within a second, Trough appeared from behind it, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Where?" He was dressed in his boxers, having jumped up at the mention of her. That only confirmed what I already knew. He wouldn't be happy to see that she was moving on, forgetting him in his absence.

“Man, put on some fucking clothes.”

“I will. Just tell me where.” He groaned. “And come over here.” Trough waved me over into his room before turning to go back inside. Just before the door reached its frames, I slithered inside.

Heels. Room service cart. Chanel bag. Leather luggage. Trough’s suite resembled mine after Sevyn’s intrusion. Her garments littered the floor, me having removed them piece by piece. “Sure you don’t want to talk about this somewhere else?”

“I’m a grown ass man, dog. If she has anything to say about what I got going on, I can buy her the first flight out this bitch.”

Shaking my head, I wondered why he even bothered with the clad of women he entertained. Some lasting as little as a week, others a bit over. Lorie had been one of the luckier ones; she had been around nearly two.

“So where did you see her?”

“I had dinner with Sevyn.”

“Word?”

“Yeah.”

“She tagged along?”

“Na. She happened to be at the same restaurant. Only she wasn’t there alone.”

“I’m sorry. Excuse me?”

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