Reese let out moans of ecstasy as she lay beneath his tongue changing directions inside of her; it had been a while since she felt this much pleasure. Her body jolted and she gripped the sheets as he dived deeper into the abyss between her thighs, nudging her legs to wrap around his face. She could feel a warm sensation flowing through her, starting at her cheeks, and ending between her thighs. She arched her back and cried out.

"So, you did miss me," he smirked, rolling over.

"Shut up," Reese chuckled placing her hand on his chest, "It's just been a while."

"I haven't been gone that long," he replied sitting up, "besides when I am in town, it's not like you have time for me anyway Reese. You're a very busy woman."

"Well, maybe if you tried calling me at a decent hour," her voice trailed.

"What," he flashed a smile, "I thought you liked being my twilight girl. You're the last person I see before I go to bed and the first person I see when I wake up."

"Right," she rolled her eyes, "and what about all the rest of the hours Josh," she continued, flipping the covers back and heading to the shower.

"Oh, come on, I thought we weren't going to talk about being exclusive," his voice followed her.

"No, you said you weren't going to talk about it," she snapped.

Reese stared into the large wall-mounted vanity mirror in her bathroom and sighed deeply; she was disappointed in herself. She was too old to continue a relationship that was nothing more than a "booty-call." She deserved better. When she first met Josh Fletcher, things were going great. He was an aspiring actor with great promise, and he seemed to swoop in and mend her broken heart after Collin. However, their dates seem to fizzle and had reduced to "late night house visits" as Naomi called them.

"Hey, did you hear me," Josh asked entering the bathroom.

"No," Reese replied as she continued to stare in the mirror.

"I'm going to take a quick shower and then I'm going to head out. I have a flight to catch," he said kissing the top of her forehead.

"Of course you do," she mumbled.

Reese headed back to her bedroom and stripped the bed; her satin sheets were soiled. There was no use in laying back down, it was already 4:00 AM and the sun would be peaking through the clouds shortly urging her to get up and get ready for spin. She could hear the soft pitter patter of the water from the shower hitting the tiled floor as she crept by the bathroom to her laundry room; it was a mess. Loki had thrown a tantrum again, he hated when Josh took his spot in bed.

Reese cleaned up the mess, started a load of laundry, and then proceeded to the kitchen to make her morning shake. Her phone sat on the countertop, flashing, indicating a notification. She glanced over at her phone; it was too early to be bothered so she proceeded with caution.

3:45 AM 3234933687: Good morning Ms. Sutherlin. I apologize for the late response. I had a very busy day yesterday.

3:50 AM 3234933687:If you're available for lunch this afternoon, I would love to discuss the "minor details" regarding my home.

Reese stared at the text message from Mr. Grey before responding. She was quite annoyed that it had taken him this long to respond. There wasn't that much work in the world especially if he was on such a tight schedule to sell the house.

3:50 AM 3234933687:If you're available for lunch this afternoon, I would love to discuss the "minor details" regarding my home.

4:22 AM Reese: Good morning. Lunch sounds great. I'll be in touch this afternoon.

"Who's that?" Josh asked emerging from the bathroom.

"Oh, it's just work," Reese said placing her phone on the counter.

"This early?" Josh said raising a brow.

"Yea, well money never sleeps," she said flashing a smile, "Are you getting ready to go?"

"Yea," he said walking over towards her, "but don't worry, I'll be back," he continued pulling her into his embrace.

"Have a safe trip," she said pulling away from him, "maybe we can talk more about us."

"Maybe," he smiled, kissing her forehead "I'll call you."