Page 18 of Masked in Deception

Either turn your location back on on your phone, or send me your address.

We’ll go to dinner and then I’ll escort you back to NYC.

Margot:

;)

Jack:

Okay, Princess. We’ll do this the hard way. See you soon.

Margot:

????

Jack:

?? What?

Margot:

Can this call wait? I’m busy.

Jack:

Busy doing what? It’s like 10 p.m. I wanted to tell you about the fuckup at the club tonight so you know why your brother is losing his mind.

Margot:

I’m preoccupied.

Jack:

….

Do you have a guy over? Is it that fucker from Miami?

I swear to God, Margot, you can do so much better than him.

He’s not worth your time.

Margot:

NO, JACK!

Nobody is here except me.

But I was trying to masturbate, which you’ve now ruined with your interrogation, so thanks for that.

Jack:

Masturbate?

Margot:

Yes, Jack. Relief. Masturbation. Flicking the bean.

Battery-powered fun times. Self-love.