Chapter 12
FURY & ZARA TEXT
This text takes place after Christmas Hearts.
Zara: I think we should mix things up tonight.
Fury: I’m listening.
Zara: How about a threesome?
Fury: Fuck, Zara, I’m in the middle of taking care of shit for King and can’t call you. A threesome?
Zara: Yeah. You, me, and another guy.
Fury: You’re fucking dreaming if you think I’ll ever allow another man to touch you. Have you taken drinking back up?
Zara: No, I was just checking to make sure you’re paying attention before I tell you something.
Fury: Christ. I’m always fucking paying attention to you.
Zara: Hmm, you weren’t last night when I was telling you about all the stuff I did yesterday.
Fury: That’s because we were in the middle of you sucking my dick when suddenly you wanted to share the day’s events with me.
Zara: Well, they all came back to me at that moment. I may have forgotten them if I didn’t stop and tell you then.
Fury: Can we move this along? I have to get back to work.
Zara: I may have bought a new couch today.
Zara: And before you tell me we can’t afford it and I’m gonna have to take it back, I also need to tell you that Grace may have chewed a huge hole in the old one, so we kinda did need to spend this money.
Zara: I also need to tell you I love you more than I’ve ever loved any man in the entire world and I know that even though you’ll probably be mad with me about spending so much money without asking you first, you’ll forgive me and keep loving me.
You will, right? Because I really don’t wanna have to find a new husband.
Fury: You finished?
Zara: That depends on whether you’re going to agree to stay married to me.
Fury: First, the next time you wanna tell me you’ve spent a shitload of cash, don’t lead with a threesome request. Second, I think we both know you’ve been looking for a reason to buy a new couch for months, so don’t blame Grace.
Third, I will forgive you. Right after you suck my dick tonight.
And lastly, we need to get only one thing straight from this message, and that’s the fact that you will never fucking need to find a new husband. Ever.
Zara: You love me.
Fury: I fucking do.
Zara: I love you too, and I will stop wondering where I’d ever find a new husband if I needed one.
Fury: Christ, you’ll be the death of me. I’ll be home in an hour. Make sure you’re naked on that couch ready for me.
Zara: Baby, I’m already naked on the couch waiting for you. But don’t worry about me, I’ll take care of myself while I’m waiting for you to come take over.
Fury: Fucking hell. One hour. And Zara?
Zara: Yes?
Fury: You take my cock out of your mouth when you’re halfway through sucking it again, I’ll take that couch back to the store.