Fulfillment by Golland, M. (best large ebook reader .txt) 📕

flicking my sensitive spot, readyto come for him. I sucked in a deep breath, arching my back as Ilifted the phone to my face. I stared at him intensely as I spikedthen slowly came back down from my orgasm.

“I’m not goingto last five days, Hunny. I can fucking guarantee it.”

CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO

The amount oftimes I had woken up with a smile since being with Bryce wasprobably ridiculously unheard of, yet it continued to happen prettymuch on a daily basis, this day being no exception.

I picked up myphone and stared at the screen willing the vision of my firstphone-FaceTime sex with Bryce to reappear. It was incredibly hotand satisfying, and second to him actually being here with me, wasprobably my new favourite form of release. Another reason I wassmiling as I got myself out of bed and into the shower was becauseI would be continuing my guitar lessons with Derek today. I had along way to go, but he’d seemed pleased with my progress after justone day, so my aim to play at least part of a song for Bryce waspromising.

Another thingon my to-do list for the day was speak to Samantha. From the momentI found out about Gareth’s DID diagnosis, I’d had this underlyingfeeling that I had to warn her about it. Call it a gut instinct, Idon’t know, but I just felt she had a right to know who she wasreally dating. Our encounters in recent times had been obviouslybrief, having only spoken to her momentarily at my party and againwhen she delivered my flowers from Carly. It was obvious she feltuneasy in my presence, and I’m not sure if that was result of myaccident or if Gareth had told her an untruth about me. Either way,it was time to get to the bottom of it.

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I finished myshower and made my way to the lounge room where Lucy was puttingtogether the kiddy playpen she had bought yesterday.

“Look whatMummy bought for you, Roly Poly. It’s your own personal jail,” shesaid sarcastically to Alexander as she clicked the walls inplace.

I correctedher as I sat myself down on the sofa. “It’s not a jail, Luce.”

“It is. Lookat the bloody thing, it has bars. I feel terrible putting him inthis.”

“It’s for hisown safety. As long as you put some toys in there with him, he’llhave a ball. Plus, you can now go to the toilet without taking himwith you. I’m thinking that action in itself is far moredetrimental to him than the kiddy pen.”

“Well, yeah,probably I guess.”

I laughed ather confusion. “Hey, I’ve been meaning to ask you something.”

“What?”

“Do you knowif Gareth is still seeing Samantha?”

“I think so. Idon’t exactly ask him about his love life. Why?”

“Because Ithink Samantha has a right to know about Gareth’s condition. It hasbeen bugging me for a long time.”

“She mayalready know.”

“See, that’sthe thing. I honestly don’t think she does. If she did, I’mguessing she would re-evaluate her relationship status withhim.”

Lucy shruggedher shoulders.

“Look, I’m notcalling her shallow or anything. I’m just thinking that she isyoung and naive and not the type that could handle a condition suchas Gareth’s. I am hoping to be wrong, you know.”

“So what areyou planning on doing about it? Clearly you plan on doingsomething.”

I sighed,thinking about the precarious situation. “I don’t know. A part ofme is saying: ‘Yes, tell her, she has a right to know’. But thereis also a part of me that is saying: ‘Stay out of it, it’s none ofyour business. Your interference could undo Gareth’s progression oflate’. And believe me, Luce, the last thing I want to do iscontribute to Gareth reverting back to a dark place.”

“Alexis,normally I would say stay out of all things that involve Gareth.But I know Samantha is your friend, and I also know that you arestubborn like the best of them. What I will say is tread carefully.Say only what you need to and nothing else.”

“Will you helpme?”

She sighed. “Ihate getting involved where Gareth is concerned. I’ve been on thefiring end of his alter Scott, and let me tell you...it wasterrifying.”

“Whathappened?”

“Well, Garethhas an alter Scott. I know you are aware of him, Bryce mentioned hehas made himself known to you a couple of times.”

“Oh, yes, I’vemet Scott. I met him in the office and at the Tel V Awards.”

I hadn’tmentioned to anyone about my third encounter with Scott which wasafter the board meeting a few months back.

Lucycontinued. “Well, it was shortly after I’d gone off the rails andBryce had—for the umpteenth time—come to my rescue. He’d let mestay here while I was detoxing, and I’d been such an ungrateful,selfish bitch to him in front of Gareth. Jessica said that my harshoutburst and unappreciativeness would have been the trigger toScott’s appearance. At that stage, we’d known that he’d developedPost Traumatic Stress Disorder, but he had not yet showed any signsof the DID.”

Lucy hadstarted gently combing her hair nervously and if I weren’t mistakenI would’ve said that she appeared quite agitated.

“I had beensitting on the sofa watching TV. Gareth was at the dining tablereading the paper, I think. Bryce had told me that he was going toget my Uncle Charles to have some of my assets frozen, because Ihad been squandering my inheritance on drugs. As he left the roomto go into his office, I screamed at him calling him a ‘fuckingcontrolling prick.’ Shortly after his door closed, I felt aterrible pain on my head and soon realised Gareth was pulling me bythe hair from behind the sofa.

“He had lostit, completely lost it. I remember him saying in a cold, hatedvoice as he yanked me up and over the back of the sofa to theground, ‘You ungrateful, self-centered, fucking brat. He deservesso much better than the filth of a sister that you are.’

“It was justso unlike Gareth and he sounded like a completely different person.At first I yelled at him to let me go, asking him what the fuck hethought he was doing. But it was his eyes that told me somethingwas not right, that, and his tone of voice was all wrong. Iscreamed for Bryce at that point,