CHAPTER 13

Boyce

There was a part of me that wanted to get into my car and drive right to her place after what I just heard. Vivian screamed for me once she got that giant rubbed cock inside of her and turned it up to full speed. It was the hottest thing that I ever heard.

“Come back this weekend. Come back to me,” I told her as I heard the sharp intake of breath on the other end of the line.

“I will. I’ll come back Friday night,” Vivian promised me as I relaxed completely against my pillows. I missed her. I needed Vivian here with me as much as possible and I closed my eyes, feeling complete. I fell asleep to the sound of her even breathing at the other end of the line, knowing that we would both have dead phones the following day. I didn’t care.

I went into work late the next day, needing the rest. I knew that everything was going to run smoothly if I skipped a morning. I built the company from the ground and did it well. My company was the top grossing architecture firm on the East Coast. I could afford to relax now a little bit.

I went down and greeted Anne as she gave me a surprised gaze. “What are you doing here?”

“I slept in,” I replied as she nodded approvingly. Since I was living here primarily alone now, Anne just came in and prepared meals for me ahead of time. I told her that the girls might be coming back for weekends, so she made some favorites of theirs.

“I assume that it will be Vivian visiting most of the time. Bella seems so far away. How is she doing?” Anne asked as I sat down with some coffee.

“She’s right back to it. I know that she hurts a bit, but Bella does not like to stop. She never has.” I smiled as Anne laughed.

“A chip of the old block?” I smiled and nodded. Nora was the same way when she was alive, and Bella got a little bit of both of us. “How is Vivian?”

“She seems to be doing well at school. I saw her last weekend for a bit when she came to get some stuff.”

“It must be nice to have the place to yourself again. You can really start to live for yourself now after devoting yourself to both of those kids for so long. It’s what Nora would want for you.” Anne smiled warmly at me as I shifted on the stool.

“I’m just enjoying the quiet. I don’t need a relationship right now.” I knew I was lying as I spoke because I was in something of a relationship right now. I just couldn’t tell Anne and face her wrath. She would think I was a monster.

“You’re a good man, Boyce. Don’t wait too long for happiness,” Anne said softly as she turned to work on breakfast. I told her that it wasn’t necessary, but Anne took care of me well. I ate the eggs and toast and read the paper that was still delivered daily to my house, letting the phone charge up in my room. Anne worked on dinners after I put my plate in the sink and headed upstairs to dress for work. I drove in around ten-thirty and the staff looked at me quickly as I walked by.

I was known for being a workaholic and this was unusual for me, but the company was doing just fine. I hired the best management and staff and my being here was just to stay busy. It was funny to me. I knew that I was supposed to be happy that I had the house to myself now and live like an empty nester, but I missed the sounds of the girls in the house. It was too big to be that quiet all the time. I agreed to meet some friends for a late dinner and left at seven to go to the corner deli that we all liked.

They greeted me as I slipped into the booth, ordering a beer from the usual waitress. She nodded and walked off to get it as I looked at my friends. It was no secret that Mary had the hots for me since she flirted heavily with me every time I came here. When I was married, I ignored it for the most part. After Nora passed away, I considered a night with her but there was too much familiarity in our routine. I didn’t want to complicate that, so I kept it to strangers at bars that I wouldn’t see again.

Until Vivian. Now I was back to feeling little about Mary’s crush.

They have me shit about giving Mary a chance even though I explained my hesitation in the past. I looked at Ned and rolled my eyes as he laughed at the others, telling them that not everyone was a horn dog like they were. Barry raised his brows, knowing how I’d been in the past as I thanked Mary for my drink, making her blush. “Are you seeing someone, Boyce? You’ve been on your own for a while.” Chris remarked as he looked at me with a curious gaze.

“I am sleeping with someone casually,” I told them, intending to keep it vague.

“As in regularly?” Barry asked as I shrugged.

“Sure. I do have the house to myself now,” I responded as he nodded.

“Are we going to meet her?” Ned asked as I almost choked on my beer. These guys would call me a hero, but I didn’t want them to know about Vivian.

“I doubt it. Like I said, it’s casual.” I was relieved when the subject was changed, and we moved on to sports as we ate. They mentioned going to a hockey game soon and I agreed since we had season tickets in a great section. I had that for all the local teams. I considered taking Vivian to some games, knowing that it might draw some attention to us. I could tell anybody that she was like a daughter to me and visiting from college though I’d have to keep my hands off her. That would be hard since sex in the box with Vivian sounded hot as hell. I excused myself around nine, using the excuse of an early morning at the office before I walked to my apartment. I had three beers with dinner and didn’t want to risk driving right now and I was hoping to talk to Vivian before she went to bed for the night.

I called her once I was settled on the couch, pleased to hear that she was hoping to hear from me. I asked how her day was and she did the same for me before the conversation turned sexual and she opened another toy, this time something that focused on her clit. I listened as she lost control on the other end, jerking my cock as she came. “Fuck me. I can’t stand being apart,” I murmured as she took a deep breath.

“We have to. This was always the plan, Boyce.” Her reminder was gentle, and I groaned. “We have this and the weekends that we visit each other. That has to be enough until you find someone that you care about.” Her voice sounded sad as my dick went limp after the release and her words.

“You think that’s going to happen?” I asked her as she sighed.

“I know it is. This is just sex for now. This is us getting this out of our system.” Vivian was honest, and I sucked in my breath. “Boyce, we can’t be together, not for real.”

“You’re right,” I agreed, coming to my senses as I nodded. We chatted for a bit longer but there was a strain to the conversation. I told her that I’d call her the following night and hung up, dropping back on the couch with a sigh. I couldn’t tell Vivian yet, but I felt like I was falling for her. It was going to be difficult, but I would try to fight it, moving on when the time was right.

I noted that I got Vivian’s voice mail when I called the following evening. I left her a message and looked out to the water since I was home tonight. This place made me feel close to Vivian and my memories here, many that involved my wife. I loved her madly and was a mess when she died, but I knew that she’d want me to be happy. I just wondered if she hated me for who I chose this time around.

I dropped into bed to the sound of the TV again, forcing myself to relax. I couldn’t help but to wonder if she was pulling away from me. I wasn’t ready for that and something filled my chest that I was unfamiliar with, something that vaguely reminded me of losing Nora. Fuck no. Vivian wasn’t Nora.