Chapter 6- Fantasy App

Sophie

Alexander closed the distance between us. I gulped.

Ohh my God. Was he about to kiss me?

My eyes shut tight on their own, I didn't even know why.. until a clicking sound made them fly open.

Heat crept up my entire body. He had just unbuckled my seatbelt.

Damn. What was I thinking?

Stupid Sophie.

I let out an embarrassed laugh. He was still staring at me, but a faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. Did he know what I had been thinking? Shit. I always managed to make a complete fool of myself in front of this man.

"Umm… thank you, Mr. Fox," I said.

He chuckled. "Welcome, Miss Sophie."

I opened the car door and stepped out. The cold breeze hit me instantly. I turned back toward the car window to say goodbye, but he had stepped out too.

He stood close to me, hands tucked in his pockets, his gaze slowly roaming over my surroundings and then up to my apartment building.

My nostrils pulled in his expensive cologne, hella masculine and rich.

"So you live here?" Alexander asked, still studying the building, but my eyes fixed to his tall frame.

How could someone this handsome be this intimidating? My body ran hot whenever I was near him.

My core clenched with a need I had never acted on, and I wanted to… God, I wanted to commit the sin I never did. I shifted my gaze away before my thoughts could spiral any further.

"Yes, this is my own place," I said.

He finally looked at me. "Is it safe here?" His voice carried something that sounded almost like worry.

I nodded. Then silence settled between us.

"Alright, Miss Sophie." He straightened. "I'll take my leave. Take care.. goodnight."

"Goodnight, Mr. Fox."

He turned and got back into his car. One last look through the window, a small wave of his hand, and then he drove away.

I stood there on the pavement long after his taillights disappeared, a longing hit my chest.

I went inside. My house was big and luxurious, but all I felt was its hollowness.

I laid on my bed turning over everything that had happened, and somewhere in all of it, a smile crept onto my face. I was sure this wasn't the last time I would see Alexander, it was his club after all.

I blushed, remembering the moment I fell onto him, the way his rough hands had grabbed me like a reflex, possessive and steady.

And what shocked me most was that from the moment I met him, I had completely forgotten about my douchebag husband.

I didn't even know when I fell asleep.

When I woke up I was already late. I raced to the office and walked straight into what I thought was a wall — but no, it was a person.

"What the hell, Sophie, you hurt me!"

I narrowed my eyes. "Really, Nick? I hurt you? It me who was hurt. God, is your body made of stone?" I hissed.

My so-called boss threw his head back and laughed like I had just handed him the best compliment of his life.

"Well, Sophie, it was still your fault. You were running without looking where you were going"

I smiled. "You're right, sorry Nick. I woke up later than usual."

He waved it off. "It's okay, you're my best employee, and besides that, you're a married woman. I can understand."

I didn't tell him that I was separated from James. I went to my cabin, buried myself in work, and in between emails called my lawyer to tell him to start preparing the divorce papers.

It still hurts. No matter what I told myself, it hurt, because I had truly loved James. I had thought we would stay together until my last breath.

But I had to move on — and maybe I already was, given the way I had been fantasizing about Alexander. A man twice my age.

The mere thought of him somehow washed away every ache, Pain inside me.

I was lusting after him without a single drop of regret, and I wasn't even sorry about it. I was free now. And it had been a long, long time since I'd had s*x.

What would it feel like with Alexander? Sex With that body, and God knows how much experience — he would be incredible in bed, no question about it.

I lightly slapped my own forehead. What am I even thinking?

I felt like a bad girl. But then again being a good girl had gotten me betrayed. So maybe bad wasn't so terrible after all.

When I got home that evening every part of me was screaming to go to the club. So I dolled myself up beautifully and grabbed my car keys and went.

I arrived at the same time as the night before, full of quiet hope for even a glimpse of Alexander.

He didn't come.

I stayed. I kept watching the entrance, nursing my drink, until the club was nearly empty. Nothing.

My excitement turned into disappointment so I drove home. I sighed. It's okay. He probably had things to do.

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Two months passed without a single sight of Alexander.

Two months, and I had gone back to that club almost every night ..staying until closing, eyes always drifting toward the door.

Maybe he had moved on to somewhere else. Maybe he was deliberately avoiding me. I had no way to know.

Tonight I had come with Lily. We sat at the bar counter, drinks in hand, and my eyes were doing their usual restless sweep of the room.

"Why hasn't that fucker signed your divorce papers yet?" Lily's angry voice forced me to look at her. I took a slow sip of wine before setting the glass down.

"I don't know, Lily. When I sent him the papers he refused. Said he wouldn't give me a divorce no matter what." I said feeling frustrated. "He's become the biggest nuisance in my life."

"God, Sophie, he really is the world's biggest douchebag." She shook her head, jaw tight with anger. "What are you going to do?"

"I don't know."

"Let me handle it." Her voice went firm and final. "I will get you that divorce, no matter what. I'm taking your case."

I smiled. She is an amazing lawyer. "Thank you, Lily. I wanted to tell you sooner but you were busy with other cases and I didn't want to bother you."

She waved her hand. "Anything for you, bestie."

We both laughed.

After a quiet moment she tilted her head at me. "Why don't you start dating?"

"I don't want to date anyone. One heartbreak is more than enough for me."

Her eyes softened. "Who said anything about serious? You could just have fun. Keep it casual. One night stand, no strings, no feelings." She said and winked.

I laughed. "You're really saying this, Lily? Well, well, a twenty-four-year-old virgin is giving me this advice?"

She went quiet for just a beat too long.

"I'm…I'm not a virgin anymore," she said softly.

My head snapped toward her. "Wait.. what?"

"Yes." Her cheeks flushed deep red.

"When did this happen?"

"Last month." The blush got deep.

I laughed, loud and genuine. "Look at you! Since when do you blush Lily ? What happened to 'I'm not interested in any of these stuffs?"

"That was before I experienced that sinful night," she whispered, but I caught every word.

"Who's the lucky boy?" I teased.

She bit her lip and looked away. "He wasn't a boy. Umm… a man. An older man. Late forties."

My eyes went wide. "Wow. I had no idea you were into older men."

She shrugged. "Neither did I. It was an accident, honestly. I went into the wrong room."

I raised an eyebrow.

"You know the Fantasy app?" she asked, seeing my confused expression.

"Yeah, isn't it for finding dates?"

She laughed. "Sophie, you are so naive. The Fantasy app connects people who want different kinds of sexual experiences. The word 'date' is just a cover, it's not about romance, it's about finding a partner for the night. So I matched with someone, went to their hotel suite, and walked into the wrong room. The rest is history." Her cheeks were red all over again, like the memory had come back to her all at once.

"I never imagined you'd lose your virginity like that," I said.

"Neither did I. And I don't regret a single second of it, in fact that was my best night."

She leaned toward me. "But Sophie, you should try the app. You're single now. Let yourself live a little."

I didn't say anything. But the seed had been planted deep in my head.

I came home thinking about what Lily had said. She wasn't wrong. I deserved to let myself breathe, to feel something good for once, at least one time, just for me.

Alexander's face was keep coming in my mind. I pushed it away. He was just someone who had crossed my path by accident, nothing more. I needed to stop holding onto a ghost the way I had held onto James.

After a long time sitting with my own thoughts, fighting myself I finally opened the App Store and downloaded the infamous Fantasy app.

Let the real fun begin.