When I disembark the plane, it takes everything in me to not start kissing the ground. `A black SUV pulls up not long after and a handsome man who looks identical to Asher steps. Aside from his good looks, I notice him wearing a cowboy hat, blue jeans, and brown leather boots.‘’Where are we exactly?’’ I ask Asher.‘’Heywood Hall.’’‘’Oh.’’‘’What?’’ he gives me a look.‘’Nothing.’’How can I tell him I know all about his hot girlfriend he cheated on?When we get to where he is leaning on the car and chewing on a twig, a smile breaks out on his face.‘’You must be Angela, Asher’s wife,’’ he says.‘’Her name is Millie and you know this.’’ Asher frowns at him.‘’Oh, right? You have a different woman each week. It is hard to keep up.’’‘’Rich, please don’t start something you can’t finish,’’ Asher warns.He ignores Asher and reaches a hand toward me. ‘’Richard Thomas, but you can call me Rich.’’I look down at his hand because I hope he isn’t expecting me to be nice to him after the lit
I look over at Millie to see that she isn't enjoying herself. She just sits on a bar stool, gazing out into space and not even drinking her drink.I sigh because clearly neither of us is used to the lifestyle of the other.She is too... I don't even know how to explain her behavior.I place my drink down on the side of the pool table and walk over to her.''Would you like to leave?''''Please.'' She nods.''Ok.''When we get into the cool air, I pause on the curb and thought Millie would have done the same, but she foolishly steps into the path of a coming car. If it isn't for quick actions with me pulling her back and the driver swerving to the right. She would have been a goner.She looks up at me, and I squeeze her trembling hand.''Are you ok?''''Yes, thank you.''I continue to hold her chilly hands in mine as we cross the road to the parking lot where the driver is waiting for us.Millie squeezes my hand, and she looks up at me, then quickly looks away and I wonder what that is
The next morning, I roll over and notice that Asher isn’t by my side and I vaguely remember him telling me he has to live with his father for business. I thought it was a dream since it was so late at night. When I go downstairs for breakfast, I see that the table is almost full, with only two spare seats. Asher’s grandfather is reading the morning paper, Rich is sipping from a cup, and their grandmother is breaking an egg. “Good morning,” I say, taking a seat. “Morning,” the grandfather replies without moving the paper from his face. ‘’Good morning dear.’’ The grandmother smiles at me. ‘’Your husband called. He wanted to check in with you, but you were still sleeping,’’ Rich tells me. ‘’Oh, sorry I missed that call.’’ But am I really? I still don’t know what to make of last night, and I think Asher is disappointed in what could have happened, but didn’t. ‘’Sorry you missed it too, I would love to hear what you two have to speak about.’’ Rich gives a smile. I cock my head
‘’Do you love him?’’‘’Why would you ask me that?’’‘’Because I don’t think you do.’’‘’Our relationship isn’t your problem.’’‘’No, but what are you two hiding?’’‘’Why do you think we are hiding something?’’‘’I know my cousin, but since you can’t answer any of my questions. Why not be with me instead? Our relationship can be a lasting one.’’‘’This is something you do? Try to get back at your cousin by sleeping with the women he dates.’’‘’They never seem to mine.’’‘’And you think I would be just like them?’’‘’Just think of it as a game of grabs.’’As we continue to talk more, I realize that Rich is the same thing as Asher. They both have an appetite and desire for attractive women and only lived in the moment.There is something dangerous about it, and though I shouldn’t be talking to him like this made him that much more interesting.‘’So, the question stands, do you want me?’’‘’I’m married to your cousin.’’“That’s not my problem,” Rich replies. “And if you cared that much ab
I wake up in the middle of the night to stir from the bed; I see Millie sitting up and rubbing her eyes before looking around, as if trying to process where she is. With a groan, she gets off the and steps on my arm. I grunt and she screams out. ‘’Christ Millie,’’ I say. She reaches for the lamp beside the bed and turns it on, causing the light to flood the room and my eyes to burn. She raises a brow at me, and I know to her it must be priceless to see a wealthy man like myself sleeping on the floor with the blanket up to my chin. ‘’Why did you sleep on the floor?’’ she asks. ‘’I didn’t know if you wanted me in bed with you.’’ ‘’Oh.’’ ‘’Hmm,’’ I grumble and turn my back to her. I was eager to come back here to see Millie, but instead, I find out that she was out with Richard. And even though I have no right to be jealous, I can’t help it but I don’t understand why I have such feelings for her. This is only to be a business deal. I’m not supposed to have feelings for this woma
The weekend comes and goes so fast, so much so that if I wasn’t there, I wouldn’t have thought it is real. But now I am back in this house, where it is just me and Asher. Or more like just me because I heard him leaving for work early this morning. I lay in bed and my mind drift to our kiss, then us almost having sex and I could just die there from embarrassment. I could see it in his eyes that he was disappointed, no matter how much he tried to play it off. And he even said it himself. If he had known I was a virgin and a bitch, he would have gone with someone else. But that just leaves me to ask the question I always do. Why me? He could have had any woman in the city of Mandeville, hell in the world, but yet here I am. A boring nobody who has never been with a man. After laying for who knows how long, I finally get up and make my way downstairs for breakfast. Even though I hate this for myself, I still have to put on a show. I did to become a citizen of this country or else I wo
‘’Miss Millie, the paints are here.’’ I look over at the woman and frown. ‘’It is just Millie.’’ ‘’Sorry.’’ I walk over to the paint cans to make sure that the colors are right and smile after seeing that they are. I am not a bitch, but I did make it known to Asher that the only way I would accept the place he bought for me is if I can do the project on my own. Gladly, he agreed and fired the guy, which I am glad for because that man wanted to take over things and do it his way without hearing my plans for a shop that will be my own. There is only one thing, though. Asher hired an assistant for me. But I am thankful for the help because I know I couldn’t do all of this on my own. I happily open the paint can and gush over the green and purple paints, along with the marshmallow white. I can see it now, these loud yet calm colors that will attract the eyes of those who come to simply buy baked goods but will stay to eat. We begin to paint the walls that are by the front door. I p
The car ride to my house is silent, Millie only stares out the window and it leaves me to wonder what she is thinking about. I hate that she doesn’t talk much and I hate that I care at all. ‘’Millie,’’ I say. She turns to look at me. ‘’You will be on your own for a while. For just a week, I have a business trip to go on.’’ Millie shrug. ‘’Ok.’’ ‘’Ok, and I expect you to go out with a bodyguard as well.’’ She gives me a look. ‘’I mean it, I don’t want anything to happen to you, and if you need anything. Just talk to Sabrina while I’m gone.’’ ‘’When will you be leaving?’’ she asks. ‘’In the morning.’’ She nods. When we get to the house, Millie hurries off to her room. I watch after her and then begin to unbutton my shirt, thinking that I have more than just my work cut out for me with her. Not only is she a virgin, but she doesn’t seem to care much. I’m guessing I did pick the right one. She won’t want a relationship with me. Just her bakery and citizenship. Millie comes ba