*Ava*“What’s up, Dad? It’s really early,” I said, looking at the clock beside my bed. It was just rolling over to six a.m.“Are you prostituting yourself to get money for my legal defense?” Joseph Williams demanded without preamble.I held the phone away and looked at it, pinched myself, and decided I wasn’t dreaming. “Prostituting myself?!”“You heard me. I saw the pictures of you and that James Kincaid fellow. You were hanging off his arm like … like…” In his anger, my father seemed to have lost his words.“Like a sugar baby?” I suggested delicately.“Like an escort!” my father barked.I winced, both because he was loud and because I didn’t like the comparison he was drawing. “I’m not an escort. Or … well … not THAT kind of escort. I’m just arm candy, Dad. Just arm candy. Sometimes rich guys just need to be seen with a woman on their arm. It’s a business thing,” I said.“Business,” my father repeated doubtfully.“Yeah, business. There’s nothing physical or anything
*Ava*James stands in the doorway, smiling and dressed so well I have no choice but to be embarrassed by whatever I am wearing.I look down, see I’m wearing boxers and a camisole top with fuzzy bunny slippers on my feet, and blush from my hairline to my toenails.“Hey, gorgeous,” James says, his eyes following my blush. At least I hope they’re following my blush.Actually, his gaze makes me a bit self-conscious and I fold my arms over my breasts. I still smile, though. “What brings you here?” I ask. “Sorry about the uh … I wasn’t exactly … expecting company.”“No complaints here,” James replies and I get uncomfortable all over again. He isn’t Liam. I don’t want him looking at me the same way Liam does.With Liam, I’d be getting tingles. Now? My skin feels a bit clammy.“Um…” I try again, shifting from bunny slipper to bunny slipper.James grins at me, finally taking his eyes off my assets. “I wanted to take you shopping for our date tonight.”I suppose anyone would lo
*Liam*I pull up in front of Emma and Ava’s apartment just to see James Kincaid’s Corvette speeding off – with my Ava inside it. James is just putting the top up as they round the block and disappear from sight, tearing them from my sight.Jealousy twists in my gut. It shouldn’t, but it does. I know James is just a cover for me, so I can keep seeing Ava. And holding Ava. And making love to Ava. But it still burns that she is on his arm during the daylight in front of God and everyone. And not mine.I also had been rather hoping I’d see her before taking Emma out for our lunch date. Maybe steal a secret kiss. Hell, in my wildest fantasies, I’d imagined being able to bring Ava to a climax before Emma was even ready to leave. A man could dream.Emma came bounding out of the apartment, interrupting my sour thoughts. I guess if she was already ready, that would have squashed that idea anyway. Perhaps getting a glimpse of Ava as she went off with James is the best I can do today.“
*Ava*I am arm candy. That’s all I can say. I am standing in a room full of men who are talking and laughing and discussing business, and staring at other women like me who are vapidly hanging onto the men they came with and giving a little giggle – or even a little wiggle – when some other man’s attention turns their way.They sip champagne and they giggle.All. Night. Long.And now … now I’m one of them.As a graduate student studying management, this should be a golden opportunity for me to network. But aside from introducing me around to his colleagues when we got there, James has preferred for me to be a silent statue at his side.I hate it. I want out of here.I try to think of some excuse, any excuse, to leave this hell of being surrounded by Stepford women.I have a brain. No man here thinks I can use it. Least of all, it seems, James. James is all charm. Mostly. Actually, I start to think he might not be as charming as I originally thought, that first niggle
*Ava*A new day dawns and, after a morning shower, I feel like I’ve gotten enough of the dirtiness of James off me to concentrate on my finals.It’s just the two left before graduation. I’m excited I’ll be getting out in the real world soon. Making my own connections. Creating my own success.Of course, not all the yuck from that slimeball James comes off, and an image of him telling me I must be a wildcat in the sack creeps into my mind.Emma probably wasn’t wrong about telling Liam. Maybe I should tell him. James is going all stalker on me, and I don’t want to end up in a landfill in Jersey.But Liam’s already doing so much for my father. How can I burden him with this, too?I sigh and grab up my briefcase, heading to the Manhattan Institute of Management. Two finals. Just two finals and I could concentrate on other things.Like James.Like Dad.Like Liam.I make it to campus without incident and sit through my two exams. In between, I have about two hours for lun
*Liam*Ava leaves not much later. She told me she needs to work on her resume, which I don’t disagree with. I promised her I’d help her, telling her to send it to me afterward. I still intend to help her. Any job she applies to, they’ll receive my stamp of approval. She works hard, she’s a good person, and she deserves all the good in the world.My name means more than James’ ever will, anyway. I’m not letting that filth stop her from pursuing her dreams and making it big. Ava is a spotlight on this Earth, and even if she decides not to work with me, I won’t let anything stop her. All those years of schooling should be rewarded.As soon as I know Ava won’t return, I pull out my phone, dialing James’ number. It sounds like he needs to have the fear of God put into him. I won’t let him do anything to Ava. That promise, I will take to my grave.“God, what an absolute waste, Liam. What’s so special about this girl anyway?”No pleasantries, right into business. James wants to pla
*Ava*Once I get back to my apartment, I quickly get to work on my resume. I have a few companies in mind that I’m interested in applying to. Business management is thankfully a common job that is always looking for new hires, so I don’t anticipate this being too difficult a task. Not to mention I have Liam’s help and support. I know he wants me to come to work for him when I graduate, but I want to see what’s out there. The other places I plan on applying to are other larger companies around New York, and I’m excited at the prospect of going out into the world. I’ve spent so much of my life trying to get to this point, and I’m giddy to have gotten here.I edit my resume before quickly sending it off to Liam to look over. He’s been in the business industry for decades. He must have good insider techniques and trade secrets that can easily help me get a job, plus all the connections to help me get to know people in the industry. I don’t doubt his abilities to help and to be in th
*Ava*I walk into the apartment to see my best friend packing again. I look around, trying to figure out what I’m missing, but don’t seem to be able to put the pieces together. “Where are you going? You just got back,” I ask her. She’s currently trying to shove a bunch of clothes into the suitcase but looks up when I speak. She gives me a wide, toothy grin. “Long Island. Daniel surprised me with a weekend getaway trip! I’m so excited.” A thrum goes through me at the realization. If Emma’s gone, then I don’t have to explain where I’ll be going. And, what’s best, she doesn’t even have to realize I’ve left the apartment at all. I’ll have to tell Liam that we need to get back before Emma does. I don’t want her to know I was gone, and I know Liam will make sure that doesn’t happen. Guilt begins to gnaw at me almost immediately. I’m standing here, watching my best friend excitedly pack for a getaway, and plotting the best ways to deceive her. I don’t want to keep hiding, it’s a