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“Are we really in a relationship?” She asks, placing her hand on my arm.
“I was kind of hoping so.”
Mandy
Riding in the back of the limo, a million thoughts are racing through my mind. I try to rationalize that the worst-case scenario is getting fired from my job and maybe disbarred. There has to be other things out there that I would be good at. I always liked the idea of teaching; maybe I could be a grade school teacher. It would be fun to make a difference in the lives of young kids.
“You sure are quiet,” Trey says, interrupting my worried stream of thoughts.
“Sorry… I was just thinking about how I’m going to make a living after I’m disbarred.” He chuckles and shakes his head, but I’m serious.
“You might lose your job at the SEC, but I don’t think they have any reason to disbar you,” he counters. “You haven’t done anything illegal, have you?”
“Well, falling for someone who I’m supposed to be investigating is pretty damn unethical,” she mutters with tear filled eyes. “I don’t know how it happened, actually.”
“Sorry. It was probably the cologne.” Trey laughs, treating the whole situation as if it’s not that serious.
“It’s not funny!” I fume. I can’t believe he is taking this so lightly and totally disregarding my feelings. Just because he has said some nice things to me and we made love last night, doesn’t mean I can suddenly throw away the rest of my life. This last week has been like a whirlwind and things just keep getting crazier every day.
He lowers his head and stares directly into my eyes. “Remember when we were at the restaurant the other night and I told you that I was going to make everything up to you and your family?”
“Yes,” I reply tentatively.
“I wasn’t just saying that to get in your pants.” He continues to stare intently with a little smirk popping up on the corner of his mouth.
“That’s because I was wearing a dress.” I try to return his smirk.
“Don’t worry about your job. Like I said, I’m going to need a good lawyer. If you are disbarred I’ll hire you as a legal consultant. I don’t give a shit!” He puts his arm around me and pulls me to his side.
I want to be able to trust him, but I have this little gnawing feeling in my stomach. Especially after what Vanessa said to him. I find myself getting more and more angry that she would try to latch onto him after everything she has put him through. She’s in for a real catfight if she thinks she can just take him away from me.
“Can we go back to the hotel?” I ask, slipping my hand inside his jacket and attempting to give him a sultry look despite my tear-swollen eyes.
“Tony, back to the Four Seasons, please,” he says, without a second of hesitation.
Trey
I know Mandy has put a ton of work into becoming a lawyer, but she also has to realize that in the past week a lot of things have changed. Dad dying didn’t just change my life, but hers as well. She probably doesn’t believe me at the moment, but I’m determined to help her regain the life that Dad stole from her. I feel a closeness to her that I have never felt with anyone else. Regardless of whether or not we manage to screw this up, I’m going to make sure she gets the life she deserves. Period.
“Now who’s being quiet?” She turns to me and snickers.
“I don’t want you to worry about anything.” I wipe a stray tear from her cheek. “Dad always used to ask us: Do you know what a billionaire does?”
“Oh, really? What does a billionaire do?” she asks, looking a bit perplexed.
“Whatever the hell he feels like doing,” I tell her, trying to drive my point home. “So, what would you like to do and where would you like to go?”
“I want to do, you,” she replies in a sultry voice that matches the look she was giving me. “And I want to go back to the hotel.” She leans into me and kisses my cheek.
“I’ve already made that a reality, but after that we can literally do anything we want. Let’s get up tomorrow morning and go somewhere fun,” I propose, instantly becoming excited by the idea of taking her somewhere. “We need to get the hell out of this city.”
“I’m all for that. I’ll go where ever you want to take me.” Her face lights up the way I had hoped it would. “Let’s go somewhere crazy, like Paris or Monaco,” she suggests.
“Do you like racing?” I pull up my phone to do a quick search.
