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“Yeah. What else do I need to say to the princess?”
I realize this is about our morning and I must smooth it over with him so the tension between us will cool down. “I’m sorry. I apologized to you this morning for pushing you out. But I had to meet with my mom.”
“Yeah, I know. I wanted things to end differently.”
I find myself growing frustrated with him. “How did you expect it to end? I mean, we bonded over drinks and a fuckfest before succumbing to sleep. That’s all. Nothing else.”
He grabs me into his arms, and kisses me with force while backing me into a wall. I want to—need to—fight it, but I can’t. My body awakens with his actions, and I drape my arms around his neck.
“Please say you’ll stop by tonight?” he whispers in my ear.
My breath fights to find its way back into my lungs. “I can’t. I have my mom as a guest and now a wedding to plan.”
He backs away, leaving me horny as fuck, and walks back to the table.
“Damn,”I quietly say to myself.I run to the ladies’ room and reapply my nude gloss and fix my hair before rejoining them at the table. When I get there, he’s nursing a fresh drink and enjoying the conversation.
“Oh, there you are, dear. I was wondering if you had to run to the office. Lucas said you seemed a bit distracted,” my mom says.
“Huh? Oh, yes. Trying to work out a new situation.” I disguise my sexual frustration with a flimsy excuse.
“Hey, sis, I took the liberty of ordering you another drink,” Lucas slyly comments while passing my drink to me.
“That’s right, you two will finally have a sibling. Lucas always wanted a sister he could protect, and now he’ll have you.”
The parentals laugh, but little do they know, Lucas has already had me.
“Shall we order?” I say, turning the heat off me.
“Yes, let’s do. I am famished. My plane ride was long due to the layover. Which reminds me, Monie, your aunts, Gwen and Beverly, will be here Wednesday. They can take the guest room and I’ll bunk with you. They’re going to help plan the reception.”
“Oh, I have a great place that we can host the event. This guy I know has this little hall he rents out. I’m sure he’ll have it available for me,” Mr. Weathers offers.
“Nonsense, Simone has a lovely place with a nice rooftop. We can have it there. And her aunts have a restaurant back home so they can put the menu together.”
“I have a friend who can get us liquor at cost since I manage their financial account and saved them a ton of money last quarter,” Lucas chimes in.
“I didn’t hear Simone agree,” Mr. Weathers says.
I’m about to answer when Lucas’ hand runs slowly up my thigh under my belted shirt dress, casually, without bringing attention to us. I become flustered, and my answer comes out a bit awkward.
“I’d love to host the, uh, celebration,” I squeal.
His hand continues up to the waistband of my thong, where he pulls and snaps the fabric before removing his fingers.
“Mom, Lucas and I have some reports to go over tonight, and I may be over at his place late. Oh, wait, Mr. Weathers will be there. We shouldn’t bore him with all the fussing about reports and stuff.”
“Oh, he’s used to it. I did it for his company for four years.” Lucas does not help me devise a plan to have another night with him.
“Well, I guess we can work on the report over the phone,” I say, conceding defeat.
“I’m sure we can get an extension and wait until Monday when we get more details.”
“True,” I say, running out of clever covers for our secret rendezvous.
Our parents are engaged in a moment of their own, looking at and discussing pictures from their trip. Stirring my beverage to mix the ingredients, I struggle to find ways to talk.
“Excuse me,” I say as I stand from the table.
