Exposure Therapy Teaser

Hello cuties,
I hope you enjoy reading this short teaser.
I'll be posting the first chapter soon.
Enjoy.

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It was five hours since Colby last fucked.

Yes, fucked. Sex was a sanitised word. Cold. Clinical. He didn’t make love. No romance or sweetness involved. Fucking was the last word left for him.

Waking up with three women in a massive bed might sound like every man’s dream come true but not for him. Not anymore. Avoiding his problems was his speciality.

Outside the ordinary office block, Colby unbuttoned his top shirt button and checked his Rolex. Dread settled in the pit of his stomach. There was only minutes left.

With every movement, he was aware of the thick envelope of cash in his jacket’s inner pocket. Palming his wallet, Colby ran his thumb along the gold-rimmed business card.

Thick textured cream paper with the corners cut and rounded.
Expensive.
Classy.
No name.
Only an address.

He scanned the business listings of each floor. A coffee shop by day and gin bar at night nestled on the ground floor. Above the cafe/gin bar was a lawyer’s office, dentist practice and other mundane businesses. One floor of the listing was blank. He glanced again at the business card. A perfect match.

Riding up in the elevator, Colby took a few deep breaths. No turning back now. The doors slid open with a muted ding. He paused at the door and tapped his chest, feeling the familiar outline. He hadn’t dropped the thick envelope bursting with thousands of crisp dollars.

Raising his hand to knock, the door swung open. Wearing a tailored jacket and skirt, a petite brunette looked up at him. Her hair was pinned into a tidy bun, a forgotten loose curl draped across the nape of her neck. Even with heels, she barely reached his shoulder.

“Colby?” she repeated, a glimmer of irritation flashing in her blue eyes. “You’re late.”

“I’m not.” Colby flicked a glance to his watch. 10:02. “Barely late.”

She tilted her chin up and pierced him with a glare. “Are you going to be a problem?” And no doubt, she’d tell Ryan he chickened out.

A sinking feeling gnawed at Colby. Effortless charm wasn’t going to work this time. “No,” he muttered with a shake of his head.

“On time is ten minutes early. I have a waiting list of patients who value my time. And you, Colby, skipped my list.” Her tone was firm. Unyielding.

Colby felt her eyes sweep over him. She kept her expression blank but he recognised it. He’d seen that look before. Unimpressed. Disdain.

“Am I clear?”

Colby swallowed and gave a jerky nod. “Yes.”

To Be Continued...