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I opened my mouth to say some smart retort, but the moment the words fell off his lips, my heart felt like it imploded in my chest, and nothing came out. Instead, I blushed, nodded my head, and escaped out of his office like my ass was on fire.
Which it still sort of was.
I remembered the feeling of his bare hand striking my naked flesh and my pussy clenched hard.
I retreated into my bedroom and closed myself in there for the duration of the day.
When it came time for dinner, Maxim knocked on my door and asked what I wanted. I told him that my favorite was pepperoni and jalapenos and he chuckled, telling me it would be here within the hour.
We ate together quietly. He asked me a few questions about my past and I told him bits and pieces, mainly about the different foster homes I’d been raised in. He told me about his childhood, how he’d grown up with his mother and his father and basically had the most normal life a man like him could have had.
I didn’t tell him how I never really fit in, or how I didn’t feel like I’d ever had a family or a home.
I couldn’t.
I don’t know why, but the shame that came with having a different kind of upbringing billowed up inside of me and I couldn’t get around it. I didn’t want to talk about it either.
Instead, I focused on the happier moments in my life, like when I’d gotten straight A’s in school and my foster mom at the time had taken me out for ice cream to celebrate.
I didn’t mention how they moved me to another home the next week because I’d stolen a piece of jewelry from a department store and gotten caught.
I didn’t talk about how my record as a juvenile had kept anyone from seriously considering adopting me or how no one had wanted me, and I’d ended up aging out of the system.
I didn’t say that I was sure my coordinator probably had been relieved when I was gone.
“If it means anything, Riley-girl, I’m glad you’re here,” he said quietly, and I hated how my heart melted for him even more.
In order to cover up my blunder, I took a bite of pizza and quickly changed the subject to how good the food was. He’d gone overboard and ordered pizza, cheesy garlic bread, some appetizers, and even some cannoli for dessert.
After dinner was over and I was more than a little full, I helped him clean up and then he excused himself to take a phone call, leaving me alone in the kitchen.
I didn’t really know what to do, so I went into the living room and turned on the television. Out the window, I saw a group of men walking around with shopping bags and when I got up and followed them, I saw that they were coming in through the front door and heading up the stairs into my bedroom.
There were a lot of bags. When they were done, I made my way upstairs and opened the door to the closet, finding the bags completely unpacked. I opened the drawers to the dresser and found them full of panties and socks.
There were more clothes than I had ever owned in my life.
Tears welled in my eyes, and I quickly wiped them away.
It had been a long day.
Too many emotions.
And a lot of feelings.
I didn’t want to deal with any of them, so I went into the bathroom and drew myself a bath. I looked at all the new bottles on the counter, finding bubble bath, essential oils, bath salts, and body wash.
I poured a little of everything into the rushing water until it was a mass of bubbles and then I climbed inside, the warm water enveloping me like a comforting embrace.
How did I even get here?
Just a week ago, I was on the streets of Ireland, wondering where my next meal might come from and now, I was in a luxury bath all the way in America under the care of a man who treated me better than anyone ever had in my life.
It didn’t make any sense.
I wasn’t a girl that got lucky.
With a deep breath, I decided to just enjoy myself because sooner or later, it was all going to disappear.
