Midnight Desire | MATURE JB

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

After a few "uhs" and "ums," I admitted the truth.

"Well, yes, I suppose I do think about you and...take matters into my own hand, a lot. I don't believe you have any idea how much you...affect me, Chelsea."

"Oh, well, I guess it's good to know I'm not the only one," Chelsea whispered.

My breath caught. Was she saying what I thought she meant? I mean, did she mean... Oh fuck it—that was the hottest thing I'd ever heard.

"Chelsea," I breathed into the phone. "I think you'd better distract me, please. Otherwise, I'm going to get on the next plane home."

"So why would I want to distract you from coming home to me?"

"Oh God, you're trying to kill me," I moaned. "I'd give anything to be there with you—naked and warm in your bed."

"Justin, I couldn't wish for anything more than that. I do miss you, so much."

I rolled over onto my side, capturing the phone between my head and the pillow. It was as close to her as I could get to her at the moment. "And I do love you."

I heard a strange sound on the other side of the phone. "Me too," came her rough whisper.

"Chelsea, what's wrong?"

"I just miss you." Her voice wavered, sounding hoarse and watery.

Was she crying? I couldn't even bring myself to ask. The thought was appalling, heart-wrenching. My arms ached to hold her, to give and take comfort at the same time. The monster crushed a pillow in its arms, whimpering softly.

"Sweetheart, I'm thinking of you every moment. I can't wait to get home to you. Please."

"I'm okay, Justin." Her voice was clearer now. "I'm sorry to be so down. You don't need to hear that."

"Chelsea, dear God, please do not apologize." I hesitated a moment before continuing. Her response had moved me more than she knew. "If I had my way, we'd never be separated, ever again."

"That's a lovely thought." Chelsea sighed into the phone. "But now you should go—do something fun in San Francisco. Go shopping," she added with a chuckle, apparently still amused by the idea.

"All right. I guess I should go. If someone were to venture back to the room and find me lying here naked, I'd have a lot of awkward explaining to do. I'll call you tonight."

"Okay. Bye."

The monster gave a pitiful wave of its hand towards the phone.

I got cleaned up and dressed—again—and made for my destination. There was a lot of ground to cover, so I worked with a purpose. At the end of the day, I was pleased that all my goals had been accomplished. My satisfaction on that score was complete when I discovered that Alice had fulfilled her assignments with ideal results as well.

I called Chelsea again after we returned from dinner and we had a short, unsatisfying conversation while Charlie sat in the room next to her. Unfortunately, there would be no opportunity for any more...long distance sex, seeing as my brothers were around Sunday morning. All I could manage was a hasty—and lonely—wank in the shower and a quick call to tell Chelsea "good morning" before we all met up for brunch.

Unlike Friday, when I was still steaming about my forced solo presence in San Francisco, other reasons prompted my silence today. I missed Chelsea terribly and realized I could no longer be content in my family's company without her. The monster was fucking miserable, pouting and wailing in turn.