Eighty-six

Brandon is standing by the dresser with my bottle of supplement in his hand. "Do you still take this?" he asks. A rattling sound fills the air as he shakes the bottle and a guilty smile crawls up my lips. Yesterday was the last time I took it and I had double the dose to make up for the days I missed. He doesn’t smile back at me, only nods and I frown when he pockets the supplement. "Do you still want it?"

Bent over the sandals giving me a tough time, I straighten up and let out a sigh. "Yes."

After he disappears into the bathroom, I hear the sound of a toilet flushing, when he returns, it is without the visible bulge in his pocket. "I’ll get you another bottle, okay?"

Crossing my arms on my chest, I squint. "But I wasn’t done with that one." Brandon nods, I pat the space beside me and motion for him to join me. He saunters to me with a sexy smirk that has my knees bucking and I grip the bedstead. "What did you do to it?"