RENEE
"Girl, I'll be damned if this man doesn't love you. Just look at the gifts. Oh girl, I say you've hit the jackpot with this one."
Staring mindlessly at the couple art notebook Robert gifted me and the lone tulip flower attached to the wrapped package, I didn't say a word as Nicole went on and on.
Another cryptic note was attached to the presents, but I wasn't ready to read it.
Instead, I stared blankly at everything sprawled out on the bed. I rubbed my forehead, unsure of what to do.
"Aren't you going to say anything? Damn, look at this. So romantic and sensual. He imagined both of you when he bought this." Nicole said, picking up the art book. "The pictures are out of this world, though the gift is strange. Robert Clarke is very thoughtful. I'll give him that."
"You think?" I mumbled, staring at the picture Nicole showed me, and my eyes glazed over the sensual black-and-white art.
It was a drawing of a naked silhouetted man and woman in bed, tangled with the sheets.
The man had his hands on the woman's bare thighs. If I were to describe the scene, the man was trying to get his hands into—
"Hey! Did you hear me?" Nicole's loud voice cut into my thoughts, and I shook my head vigorously.
"What is it? What did you ask me?"
"The note..." She began, picking up the card and handing it to me, "Aren't you going to read it and see what it says?"
"I'm not ready to re—"
"Take it, and read it. Or else I'll be forced to do that on your behalf." Nicole interjected, shoving the card into my palms. My shoulders dropped dejectedly as I took it.
I smiled the second my eyes saw Robert's familiar cursive handwriting and I read the letter aloud so Nicole could hear what he'd sent.
He began the letter with a soothing romantic poem, and my heart doing a flip, I laughed when I got to the end of the letter.
He was apologizing, yet again, for sending me gifts.
It was like he was in my head, and he knew how the thought of him stalking me creeped me out, but here he was, begging for forgiveness.
This man...
'...Check the back of the card. I left something there for you.'
This was the second to last sentence, preceding his signature R initial, alongside kiss emojis.
Sharply, without waiting to think of what might be there, my eyes dropped in disappointment when I saw he'd only written three numbers on the back—two, five, and six.
"What's there?" Nicole asked all too eagerly, her eyes lighting as she shifted toward where I was seated on the mattress.
"Some number or...?"
"Numbers?"
"Yes."
"Oh, wow."
"What?" I questioned.
She had a wicked glint in her eyes. Without saying a word, she stood up from the bed and walked to our shared mini wardrobe.
"What are you doing, Nicole?" I asked. But she said nothing and kept searching through the wardrobe.
Finally, she stopped rummaging and turned around. She started walking toward me, gift bag in hand.
It was the same gift Robert had given me some days ago.
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Daddy's Little Pet | 18+
Romance'What am I to you? I want to hear you say it?' 'You are my Daddy?' I replied hoarsely, my whole body trembling slightly. 'And what are you to me?' He asked again, his throat bobbing up and down, a wicked glint in his eyes, while I replied lustfull...
