15-05-2021-052358It-Ends-with-Us

“Because he literally got down on his knees and said, ‘Please, Lily.
Please have sex with me.’ ”
Devin raises an eyebrow. “He begged?”
I nod. “It wasn’t as pathetic as it sounds. He’s usually more
composed.”
The elevator dings and the doors begin to open. I can hear music
pouring from down the hallway. Devin takes both of my hands in his
and says, “So what’s the plan? Do I need to make this guy jealous?”
“No,” I say, shaking my head. “That wouldn’t be right.” But... Ryle
does make it a point every time he sees me to tell me he hopes he
never sees me again. “Maybe just a little?” I say, scrunching up my
nose. “A smidge?”
Devin pops his jaw and says, “Consider it done.” He puts his hand
on my lower back as he walks me out of the elevator. There’s only one
visible door in the hallway, so we make our way over and ring the
doorbell.
“Why is there only one door?” he says.
“She owns the whole top floor.”
He chuckles. “And she works for you? Damn, your life just keeps
getting more and more interesting.”
The door begins to open, and I’m extremely relieved to see Allysa
standing in front of me. There’s music and laughter pouring out of
the apartment behind her. She’s holding a champagne glass in one
hand and a riding crop in the other. She sees me staring at the riding
crop with a confused look on my face, so she tosses it over her
shoulder and grabs my hand. “It’s a long story,” she says, laughing.
“Come in, come in!”
She pulls me in and I squeeze Devin’s hand and drag him behind
me. She continues pulling us through a crowd of people until we
reach the other side of the living room. “Hey!” she says, tugging on
Marshall’s arm. He turns around and smiles at me, then pulls me in
for a hug. I glance behind him, and around us, but there’s no sign of
Ryle. Maybe I got lucky and he got called in to work tonight.
Marshall reaches out for Devin’s hand and shakes it. “Hey, man!
Good to meet you!”
Devin wraps an arm around my waist. “I’m Devin!” he yells over the
music. “I’m Lily’s sexual partner!”