No Return Call

Mila

Skylar groaned. “This is so frustrating.”

“Yeah, it is,” I said, and I thought back to the session with my hand and pink dildo that had followed after Ben had left me. I didn’t tell Skylar about that, though. She didn’t need to know I had thought about Ben fucking me the entire time I’d been getting myself off.

“We haven’t talked since he left,” I said. “Somehow, I doubt we will talk.”

“What do you mean?” Skylar asked.

I drank the last bit of wine in my glass and held it out for Skylar to pour me another one. When the glass was full, I looked down at the red liquid.

“He’s gone. He left to go back to New York.”

Skylar frowned and blinked as if what I had said didn’t compute.

“We’re talking about now, right?”

I nodded. “Apparently, he left on Sunday.”

“Apparently?”

“Yeah, he didn’t even let me know he was going. It was the reading of his uncle’s will on Monday, but he never told me he was leaving. I heard it from Jerrod on Monday night. He hadn’t even bothered to say goodbye.”

“Wh