Well, these past two months haven't been exactly like James imagined they would be.
He was more than happy to have his doll back, and much to his luck she stayed over most nights, so he kind of felt like they'd been living together. But since Selenes' final exam for her lawyers' degree will be due in 3 weeks, she's been completely caught up in her studies and schoolwork.
And even though he was incredibly proud of her, and could totally understand her laser-sharp focus on this -as he had to go through the process himself-, it annoyed the shit out of him.
James tried to support her as much as he possibly could and he already knew she was going to be a stellar attorney. He even cleared out one of his rooms and made it her personal Homeoffice, so she had a space to retrieve to.
It was stocked with all the things someone could possibly need.
Soundproof walls, so she had no interruptions. A calculator, all law books that have ever been published, a brand new iMac - again, in rosé. The comfiest desk chair with a 25.000 dollar mahogany desk and a fully stocked fridge with all her favorite stuff.
Yet, all these efforts couldn't help two things:
A highly frustrated and horny James, as Selenes focus on her studies had their sexual interaction practically reduced to zero, and a highly stressed out Selene as she tried to juggle her work at Starks law firm, writing her essays and exams, and attending the online classes in the evening.
And both started to get to James. She came back two months ago, yet they only had sex like 4 times since then, leaving him aching for her at this point. Yet it pained him to see Selene constantly exhausted, being more or less just a shell of the happy, cheerful woman she usually is.
They have barely been able to speak a sentence a day. She works half a day at Starks, then rushes home to work on her papers as she has to attend her classes shortly after. Making her fall into bed like a dead stick. And usually, James is already there. Fast asleep as he waited hours for her to join him.
James sat currently perched in his black Maserati, making his way home. He got off work a bit earlier today, as his last client had to reschedule. Sighing heavily, he passed his house to drive to the underground garage as he noticed the signature beige curtains closed in Selene's office, telling him that she was studying again.
He parked his car in its rightful place, locking it as he walked up into the living area. Closing the door behind him, he already heard Selene's distant coursing, making him chuckle.
