Roman-2(Lane Brothers, Book 5)(199)
“No,” she said, trying to hold back the deflation in her tone.
“Then do.”
“Okay.”
Was that it? Just a clipped conversation and the advice to call the police? Was Thomas really going to just leave her in this mess?
Sasha was about to give him a piece of her mind when Thomas said, “I’ll send one of my team to your mother’s house.”
“I’m sorry, you’ll do what now?”
“Is this a bad line?” Thomas said sarcastically. He spoke again, this time more slowly, pronouncing each word. “I’ll send one of my security guys to your mother’s house. Is that okay?”
Hearing a flash of the old Thomas knocked Sasha for six.
“Y-Yes,” she stammered. “That’s great. I appreciate it. Thank you.”
There was a long silence. Sasha was expecting the English actor to say goodbye or hang up the phone, but he didn’t.
“And how are you, Thomas?” she said.
She could hear him hesitate on the other end of the line.
“I’ve been better,” he said, finally.
Sasha paused, unsure what to say or do next. He was waiting for her to make the move.
“I’m here, for you, you know,” she said. “If you need to talk. I know you don’t feel like you can trust me anymore, but deep down you know I’d never do what Pippa, Alicia, or Crystal did to you. I’d never sell you out.”
There was another pause, so long this time it was excruciatingly uncomfortable.
Then finally, Thomas said, “I know.”
Sasha’s heart started thudding. Did that mean he forgave her? Or that he could forgive her one day?
She was just about to open her mouth to speak when Thomas’s voice sounded out through the earpiece.
“But I need time, Sasha. I can’t just get over something like that.”
“Of course,” she said, almost giddy with relief. “I understand.”
She could hardly believe that there was still a chance for her. Thomas could take all the time he needed in the world if the outcome was that they would be together again.
Emboldened by the revelation, Sasha felt her voice grow stronger.
“Are you still in England?” she asked.
Thomas chuckled. “I am indeed. In fact, I’m at Aunty Mabel’s house.”
Sasha felt a small smile tug at her lips. Afternoon tea and cucumber sandwiches had been on Pippa’s agenda for them while she was in England. Sasha had been scheduled to meet his extended family, but everything had fallen apart before she’d gotten the chance.
“And how is it?” Sasha asked.
She remembered how worried he’d been about seeing his family after the sex tape scandal and Crystal’s return to rehab.
“It would be better with you here.”
Sasha was so taken aback her heart missed a beat. Had he really just said that? It was her turn to leave an excruciatingly long silence.
“Thomas, I—”
“I miss you, Sasha,” he interrupted. “I miss my intern.”
Sasha froze. He’d said the magic word, the name he called her to let her know he wanted sex. Did that mean…could it possibly mean…surely not? He’d just told her he wasn’t ready to get into anything.
“I thought you needed time,” she said.
“Time to trust you again, yes,” he said in his calm, strong manner. “But that’s just what my brain needs. My cock on the other hand...”
Sasha’s insides clenched. She bit her lip, as a ripple of excited anticipation ran through her body. “There’s not much I can do about that,” she replied. “We’re in different countries.”
“And yet we’re speaking together. Oh the marvels of modern technology.”
As it dawned on Sasha that Thomas was proposing they have phone sex, she felt the immediate telltale signs of arousal—the heat between her legs, the wetness in her panties. However, she’d never had phone sex before. Despite the myriad of new and interesting ways Thomas had made love to her, the idea of doing it over the phone was daunting to her.
“Thomas, I—”
“Don’t know what to say?” he interrupted. “I’m sure you’ll think of something, intern.”
That was when she knew what he wanted from her.
“Don’t call me that,” she purred.
Straight away she heard Thomas sigh. “God, I’ve missed fucking you.” From the other end of the line, she heard the sound of his belt buckle unclicking.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” she said.
“If you could see how hard I am for you right now, you wouldn’t be asking that,” Thomas replied.
His words sent spasms of arousal running through her. She remembered his cock, the taste of it in her mouth, the sensation of it sliding into her, filling up every part of her. She wished desperately to feel it again, to touch it, to see it, but there was no way. Unless...