Claire's POV

Augustus barely talks or speaks to me in the week after the blowjob. I'm starting to regret giving him his pleasure. When he ordered me into his office like that I had thought, "Wow, finally! We're going to do this." But now, he acts like I don't exist.

During work meetings with other handlers, he speaks to me only when necessary and avoids eye contact. It's driving me nuts and pissing me off.

My friends are telling me I should just forget this guy--he's clearly not boyfriend material. What kind of a guy forces a girl to give a BJ and then just stops talking to her? This is the question I ponder as I watch him talk to the other doctors on the Pleasure Grid campus and avoid me.

Some nights after I've had a couple of glasses of wine I wonder whose name he had called out while I sucked him off. He had caught himself saying another woman's and cut himself short but I caught the sound of the first letter. Her name had started with a "L."

I know I should probably let it go and move on, but his calling me someone else's name really bugs me.