Barnett followed Ted into the first empty room they encountered, one of the guest cabins. Ted had pulled out his vape and started taking a hit before he realized he had been followed. He glared at Barnett.“Private party, dude,” Ted said before returning to his vape.“I think I’m invited.”Barnett took a step forward.“You bother any young ladies tonight?”Ted glanced at Barnett
I woke up with a blinding headache the next morning. Nauseated, I could just barely sit up without vomiting. I couldn’t even remember what happened the night before after I started using the barf bag.Groaning, I looked at my phone. 10:30 a.m. Shit.I was so late. The last time I was late was when my apartment flooded, and Arthur didn’t take it too well then. He certainly wouldn’t take a hangover from my best friend’s birthday party as a better excuse.I checked my notifications. I already had four texts and two missed calls from Arthur. I would have so much
After changing into a new three-piece suit, Barnett went straight to his living room and texted Lily to meet him at his midcentury house for coffee. After making a pot and pouring them each a cup, he paced in front of his recliner and waited for her to arrive.Lily stumbled through the front door around noon. She was immaculately dressed in a white sundress with a yellow belt, a big floppy yellow hat, and yellow gladiator sandals. However, she wore no makeup, and large white sunglasses covered her bloodshot eyes.“This better be good, Uncle Barnett,” she growled. She accepted a cup of coffee from him and collapsed on the couch as he sat down in the rec
A couple days after the party, Lily asked to come over after I got off work for a girls’ night in. It seemed like an odd request so soon after such a big party, but I brushed that off and let her come over. After all, she had to have her reasons for wanting to get together.I set out a plate of flourless brownies I had just found the recipe for and a couple glasses of milk—I was swearing off alcohol for a while, given the trouble it had just gotten me into—in anticipation of her arrival. Anxiously, I wondered if Barnett had told Lily about what had happened between us.Don’t be silly, I told myself. Why would he tell his NIECE, of all people? Lily is really easy to talk to, my more worried inner voice countered.But wouldn’t that be really awkward, especially considering that she’s my best friend? Maybe that’s why he would consult her, to get the opinion of someone with insight into how my brain works. I’m assuming that he even cares enough to want to talk to someone about it. It p
“Shit! Not again,” I moaned, tossing my phone on the ground. Fortunately, it didn’t break.“What?” Lily asked.I motioned towards my phone.“Fucking paparazzi are trying to ruin my life again.”Lily picked up my phone. Her eyes widened when she saw the headline and picture.“Well, it isn’t that bad, really. You can’t identify the man, and all you’re doing
I spoke to the secretary and explained my history with Julia. She immediately understood my need and arranged for a security guard to escort me out the back to my car while another guard escorted Julia off the property. Apparently, Julia had been banned from the premises after her last visit went sour.After I was safely at the Aston Martin, I thanked the security guard. Before he was even out of the parking lot, I had climbed into the car, buckled up, and taken off. Even with them getting rid of Julia, I didn’t want to be anywhere near her any longer than I needed to be.* *
I immediately raised my hand to cover my mouth. I cringed when I felt Arthur’s lips make contact with the back of my hand. This was something that I would not easily get out of.As he removed his lips, I slowly lowered my hand. I watched as his eyes opened and color flooded his cheeks.“I am so sorry,” Arthur offered before I could say anything. “I got caught up in the moment. I was just so excited for you and let it get the better of me, that’s all.”My heart ached for him. The poor man was so embarrassed.
A week after Lily’s party, I was scheduled to speak at my old high school’s career day. I wasn’t really fond of public speaking, but I had gotten better at it since I had started my new life as a fitness influencer. I figured I could give a short speech to a gymnasium full of high schoolers.Then the day finally came, and my stomach was in knots as I drove up to the school. I told myself that if I could talk millions of viewers online every day, I could talk to a few hundred high schoolers without any problems, but I could not convince myself. It took all of my will to get out of the Aston Martin, enter the school, and sign in with the front office.