Chapter 16
For the next three days, August 2 through August 4, the mechanic comes and goes. Sometimes we have s*x and, sometimes he stays and shares meals with me. Our connections are short and sweet, almost pungent, but always enjoyable. Truth is, I want him around all the time.
Rarely, he speaks of Michael Block. When he does bring the man up, the hairs on the back of my neck raise. A sort of sick feeling comes over me and I obtain a headache. I’m jealous of Block, I realize, and feel that he has become my nemesis.
“We crave you,” I admit to the boarder, inside the bathroom on the second floor. The two of us have just showered together after morning s*x.
“You have me both.” Dayton dries off with a fluffy navy blue towel, patting his private parts with the cotton.
“But not fully.”
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