"That's my boy," she cooed before she let out a long suffering sigh. "Fuck, Aiden. Why'd you have to pick now to go away? So how was the cock in your arse, love? I need details to help cleanse my mind of the last thirty-two hours. Well, the thirty-two hours before the last six."
"It was spectacular. You would be proud. He might be on the short side, but he's packing a good ten inches in his pants. He had be damn well begging for more until I think the proverbial shit hit the proverbial fan." Aiden paused. "What have you done?" he asked warily.
She let a few quiet beats pass before she finally relented and let out a groan. "I fucking fucked boobs. I haven't bloody done that since I was in fucking college and there's a reason why it only occurs at college. Fuck."
"WHAT?!" Aiden shrieked, catching the attention of the people on the balcony below. "Did New York suddenly dry up of all cock?! What were you thinking?! Oh god, it's a fucking tragedy!"
"Remind me to bitch slap you when I arrive," Harri said. "You're more than adequate. You have your own ten inches and your own successful company and you're a god in the PR business. You can keep up with any football player, and nightclub owner. Aiden, they'll love you."
Harri paused in her typing as she cradled the phone against her shoulder and couldn't help but let out a sigh. "You will be, love. I'm sure of it. I'll be there soon to be sure of it in person."
"Okay," Aiden mumbled, looking back into the suite to see if Pat was out of the bathroom yet. "Can you bring me some Evian? The bottle water here is shit."
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