Master of Lust

Chapter 157: Gloria is back

Chapter - 157

Rick hadn't really expected to stay at Amanda's for so long, but one thing always led to another, and his departure continued to be pushed back. By the time he made his exit, it was nearing ten in the night, and the roads were almost empty with everyone tucked safely into bed.

The slow lull of the car engine threatened to put him to sleep, so to distract himself, he thought back to all that he and Amanda got up to the entire day.

After spending the entire morning and part of the afternoon in bed, Amanda called in sick and asked for a coworker to cover her shift for the day. Like always she had a night shift. But Fuck! Rick didn't let her rest.

So, there they were, with all the time in the world, getting to know each other's bodies like it was the first time. Rick was like a ninja, always finding a way to cozy up to her whenever the chance popped up, making sure to explore every nook and cranny. It was a bit exhausting, but who could resist when things got all warm and cozy inside?

And he would've continued had it not been for Amanda's pouty face peering up at him as they cuddled on the couch, some cheesy Netflix rom-com playing on the flatscreen that neither of them really cared about. It was the perfect Netflix and Chill.

"I seriously don't get how you have so much stamina," she groaned, pushing out her bottom lip for added effect. They were waiting for the dinner they had ordered, which would technically be their first meal of the day, not counting the mini snacks they'd munched on to keep their energy up.

"I am hustling on my feet all day at work, and still, my back is waving the white flag while you are over here breaking records. Not cool. I seriously can't keep up with you."

Rick couldn't help but let out a laugh and planted a sweet kiss on Amanda's hair. "Maybe I should consider getting some extra ladies on the side, what do you think? You get your much-needed rest, and I get to satisfy my wild side. Win-win, right?"

Amanda raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Sure thing. The more girls, the lighter your wallet's gonna feel. Get ready to go broke, Mister." She playfully patted his cheek. "Don't come crying back to me when you are flat broke and can't even afford to pay rent."

Rick brought his hands up to his chest, his face contorting in mock horror. "Ouch, you're saying my unequivocal charms aren't enough to woo the female populace? You wound me, girl."

Amanda gave Rick a thoughtful look and then shrugged, saying, "Yeah, that is exactly what I am saying."

"Oh, you, come here." Rick grabbed her hips and began tickling her, catching all her soft spots until she was a laughing, quivering mess, begging for mercy.

Just when Amanda thought she might pass out from laughter, the doorbell rang, saving her from any more tickle torture. Dinner was here.

Rick insisted on doing the dishes after they were finished, and Amanda didn't fight him on it. Rather, she enjoyed seeing Rick so domestic as she sat on the counter and watched him load up the dishwasher.

"You sure you can't stay the night?" she asked again, hoping he'd say yes and they could continue where they'd left off.

Rick, being all responsible, shook his head, "As much as I'd love to extend this party, I gotta bail." He wiped his hands on a dish towel, leaving it to dry before planting his hands on the counter, one on each side of Amanda's hips.

Amanda pouted, "But why, though? It's like midnight already. You can totally crash, wake up early, and bounce. No biggie. I don't like the idea of you driving so late at night."

Rick, with a grin, replied, "As touched as I am by your worry, I'm not in need of a bedtime story just yet. Plus, my eyesight still has a twenty-twenty vision."

Amanda slapped his chest lightly. "You know I don't mean it that way."

"Thank fuck," Gloria breathed through the receiver. "Finally! You answered. What took you so long?"

"What do you want, Gloria?"

Gloria's voice hit a high note, practically shattering glass as she yelled, "What do I want, you hijo de puta? Seriously, what do you think I want?" Rick winced, hoping that somehow squeezing his eyes shut would ease the pounding in his temples. "Aye coño, I need you to freaking answer me!"

Rick threw his hands up, exasperated. "What do you want me to say? I've already sworn I won't spill the beans to anyone, but for some reason, you're not buying it. So, what's the plan here?"

"You think I'm gonna trust a gringo like you? Not happening." Gloria flatly refused on Rick's face.

Rick let out a heavy sigh, feeling like he was caught in a whirlwind of a conversation he didn't sign up for. Honestly, he doubted there would ever be a good time for a chat with Gloria, "Look, I have said what I had to say. Now, if you don't believe me, I can't help it."

Gloria, however, wasn't ready to let it go. "You can and you will," she hissed. "Meet me tomorrow at—"

"Nope," Rick interjected.

"Tu madre! Are you stupid or something?"

This woman always managed to push Rick's managed. "Gloria, I have my own personal shit to deal with here. I don't have time for you and your bullshit?"

"Then make time! I don't care if your mother is on her deathbed. You are coming tomorrow to—"

"I said no."

With that Rick cut the call, effectively cutting off whatever spanish curses Gloria threw at him. He knew she wouldn't leave him this easy, but just for one night, he needed his peace intact. Tomorrow, everything can go to hell if needed.

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A/N: Gloria is back.

Q. Should she?

1. Yes

2. No

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