Blake drove home, as he got out of the truck and locked it, he pulled out his phone.
Melissa - Hi Blake, I had an amazing time today, thank you, my parents address is32245 West Park AveSee you tomorrow about 10 am M xA smile instantly came to Blake’s face as he read the message. Melissa had trusted him, trusted him with her parents address, that was something massive.Putting his key in the lock, he could hear Brock moving around inside.Blake loved Brock and there were times he was glad they lived together, he just wished right now that they lived apart. He’d love to bring Melissa back to his place and make her call his name all night long.Pulling up the name of his bar, Blake put the phone to his ear as he opened the front door to the apartment.“Hey Craig, it’s Blake. Listen I know you guys got the bonus from the IBA, I’m giving you all a bonus if you’ll shut the bar tomorrow for me. Thanks dude.”Ending the call Blake pocketed the phone.He found Brock sitting at his laptop, looking at pictures, a flyer next to him. Picking up the flyer, reading it aloud “Featherlite, we help support new business ideas.” Snatching the flyer out of Blake’s hand Brock raised an eyebrow, “You’ve not been working?” His voice hoarse.“Nah man, I’ve been on a date with the most amazing woman.” Blake had now moved to infront of Brock, as Blake couldn’t see what was on the screen of the laptop, Brock pulled up a picture of Melissa, standing on stage at the IBA, her auburn hair glowing under the stage lights, her red dress making her look angelic but devilish, the curve of her breast, her long legs peeking out from the slit in her dress. God Brock was hard. It took him a few seconds to realise Blake was telling him about his date.Smiling, Blake said “Well that’s it. Goodnight Bro.” And within three steps had shut the door to his bedroom.MELISSAS PARENTS HOUSEPulling the heavy bag up to the house, Melissa unlocked the door, with the spare keys her parents gave her.Walking into the hallway it was beautiful decorated with warm colours of orange and gold. In most places it would look tacky, but in her parents place it looked the best.Going up the stairs with the heavy bag, Melissa found her room. Opening the door, she put the bag on the floor and switched on the light.The room was perfect. It had cream walls, a four poster bed and an en suite bathroom, a walk in wardrobe and a balcony that overlooked the swimming pool and patio area.Putting the bag on the bed Melissa set about putting her stuff away. Once everything was sorted she went back downstairs to let the dogs in from the run they were in.Melissa’s family had three dogs a German Shepherd called Storm daft as a brush but an excellent guard dog and he loved his humans. An all black Belgian malinois called Ebony who liked to think she was top dog. And finally the boss that was a St Bernard called Sully short for Sullivan, he was old now at nearly 10 and he had been Melissa’s best friend. All three dogs had ran over to her, knocking Melissa to the floor and giving her licks all over.After giving them something to eat, Melissa grabbed the good bourbon that she knew her dad hid in his office and sat on the couch with the dogs. Flicking on Netflix, her phone rang, picking it up Sully growled. He hated phone calls, it meant less scratches behind his ears, shushing him Melissa picked it up.“Mel, it’s Dad, are you okay? Listen there’s a bottle of bourbon in my office by all means finish it. Help yourself to anything. We love you. Grandpa Bill says hi.”Melissa smiled “Hey dad, ok I will and tell Grandpa Bill I said hello and he better get well soon. Or he’ll have me to deal with.” Laughing down the phone Shane said “Ok sweetie, we love you.” Melissa heard “I don’t.” From Ryan.Melissa said “Tell Ryan I don’t love him either. Bye dad.” And hung up the phone.Flicking through movies Melissa decided to put on her favourite anti hero Deadpool.Warm and comfortable, Melissa quickly got into the movie and before she knew it her eyelids were closing and she was fast asleep.A ringing phone woke Melissa, looking at the phone she could see it was gone midnight.“Yeah?” Melissa said her voice heavy from sleep.“Did you get my message?” Sam asked“No sorry Sam.” Melissa said as she moved the heavy dogs from on top of her. “I booked in an appointment for tomorrow, at 9:00 I was waiting for a response. Sorry boss.” Sam said guiltily.“Honestly it’s nothing for you to apologise for. Ok. I will have the meeting at my parents place. I won’t have time tomorrow as I am busy after that. Goodnight Sam.” Melissa explained before hanging up.Getting her personal mobile, she called Blake. “Hey Blake, it’s me. Sorry for calling you so late.” Feeling guilty at ringing at that time of night, she could hear in his voice she’d woken him up.“Is everything okay?” Blake asked slightly confused.“Yeah. I have a meeting tomorrow, my secretary reminded me and I completely forgot. The thing is I don’t know how long it will take. So can we meet at 11:00 instead of 10:00. I should be done by then.” Melissa said silently praying“Of course baby. Don’t worry. I don’t mind meeting later. Maybe we could have some dinner together too.” Blake suggested to make her feel comfortable.Smiling down the phone Melissa sighed “Ok see you tomorrow.”Putting the phone down, Melissa locked up and went to bed followed by her entourage of four legged friends. Not before setting an alarms clock for 7:00After meeting with his lawyer Shane was armed with all the documentation he needed. He got in his car and drove to where they holding Blake. Getting out Shane met with his lawyer. “Mr Hartford. Are you sure you want to do this?” The small man, dressed in an expensive suit and thick rimmed glasses asked. “Mr Lawerence.” Shane turned and looked him straight in the eyes. “If I’m wrong about this guy I want to know. And I’m fairly good a judge of character. I can also tell when someone is lying which is why people hate to play poker with me.”“Then why didn’t you pick up on it when you first met Mr Milligan.” Steve Lawerence asked as they walked towards the entrance. &n
WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS REFERENCES TO ALCOHOLISM, ABUSIVE LANGUAGE AND SUICIDEIN A CABIN Two men are having a conversation. “What the fuck have you done?” The older of the two asked. “I’m tired of waiting for Melissa. She’s getting further out of our reach.” The younger one said. Slamming his fist on the table the older guy picked up his ringing phone. “Hello. Yes. Yes. Alright.” Hanging up the phone he turned it off. “You could have killed Melissa!&rdqu
LATER THAT EVENING.“Dinners ready.” Blake called to Melissa who had had a nap and a shower. Walking down the stairs with damp hair falling around her shoulders and her face Melissa could smell the scent of baked trout, her mouth salivating at the thought.An hour later with full stomachs Blake and Melissa retired to the couch with a full bottle of Malbec both slightly tipsy.“So I gotta know.” Blake considered for a minute asking Melissa what she saw in Brock. But quickly changed her mind.“What was young Melissa like? Party girl? Nerd? Or were you miss Popular?” He smiled as he said this.“I was very studious, but I wasn’t a nerd, I wasn’t popular either.” Melissa made a face like she was remembering a bad incident. “I was just normal. My turn now.” Melissa squealed with glee “What was Blake like as a teen?”“I was
THE NEXT DAY.“I’m sorry baby. I forgot I’m supposed to photographing the governor and his family. It’s supposed to be an all day event. Until about 10pm.” Brock said guiltily.“What’s the point in being here if I’m going to be alone?” Melissa asked trying her best not to sound whiny.“I’ve spoken to Blake. He will take care of you. I trust him to keep you safe. I trust him with my life. He’s going fishing, and you can go with him.” Brock said plainly.“Fishing? I wouldn’t know where to start.” Melissa said as Brock got out of the en-suite.“Well bows a great time to learn. Listen Blake’s taken time off and closed his bar so I can work and so that one of us can always be with you.” Brock explained gently.Melissa pouted for a brief moment before realising he was right. Blake had put his business on h
Melissa stood up getting ready to leave. “There’s really no talking to you. I came here in good faith to make you aware of what was happening as you don’t care.” Blake ran and grabbed her hand pulling her into his chest causing them both to fall on the floor.Blake looked into her eyes as Melissa lay on his chest. Putting his hand on her cheek a very loving and caring gesture he moved his head up towards hers and kissed her again, this time though she brought her knee up between his legs connecting with his genitals.Blake howled in pain. Sucking at his teeth he howls “Again?” Melissa extracts herself from the floor, and runs to the door.The hot sting of tears in her eyes. She fiddles with the lock as she hears Blake get up.She ran down the stairs, her heeled boots clump clumping as she went.She could hear the pit pat of Blake’s feet as he chases her. “Melissa, honey w
A FEW DAYS LATER“This is soooo relaxing.” Melissa crooned as the masseuse rubbed oil into her back.At the same moment Brock’s phone rang. Adjusting his towel around his waist he got up and took the phone call into the hallway. Melissa allowed herself to think back on the previous days events. “Babe? Babe? Come on wake up.” Melissa shook Brock’s shoulder. Opening a bleary eye Brock looked at Melissa. She was showered and dressed. Wearing black skinny jeans, and a red cashmere sweater, her hair was tied up in a high ponytail and she had make up on. Brock jumped out of bed and in the shower. Showering and dressing in record time he grabbed the keys to the Porsche and they went to the car. Brock snapped his belt in the drivers side, and started the engine, pulling out of the parking lot, before driving off to his and Blake’s apartment. “So you sure you want to do this alone?” Brock asked.