I'd never kissed a girl before, so maybe it was my curiosity, but when she attempted to put her tongue into my mouth, I pulled her away."You liked it," she said, wiping her lip. I just looked at her, but when she tried to kiss me again, I reacted quickly. I didn't wait this time; I dashed out of the kitchen."You don't need to fight it. I like you, too," she said, her voice gentle and almost sweet. But I did not answer. Oh my God, she was crazy. I only wanted to know if she was a lesbian, and now that I knew the answer, I had no business here."I swear, if you walk out that door, I'll go public," she warned, as my hand gripped the exit door handle. "Stay and have sex with me. I promise to make you cum.""I'm not a lesbian, Layla.""Neither am I. We're just two girls having a good time without the boys," she continued, her voice seeming manipulative. "No one will even find out but…”"But what?"She smiled and approached, "Oh, you sound interested… If you don't, I'll have Mom fire you.
Okay, this is generally when Harvey pulls the blanket away from me, which wakes me up. So why didn't he do it now? Because this couldn't possibly be happening. Sandra wasn't just making out with a lady, especially when she had a boyfriend.I waited for Harvey to wake me, but nothing happened. So I started gently moving backward till I hit the wall."Lex, please, hear me out." Sandra attempted to approach, but I lifted my hand to stop her. I couldn't listen to her now. How could I trust her after this? "Lex." She called again, but I did not answer. I just shook my head.She sniffed, stomped the bed, and walked away, leaving the lady there. Just before she reached the door, I heard her mumble something about me being imperfect.After looking at me, the lady followed her out. That's when I almost fell to my knees. But the door opened, and Layla walked in."Why are you still here?" she questioned. I did not respond. I dashed to the small door that I assumed was the bathroom. Inside, I rus
Gia's assistant and Layla both looked at me, waiting for a response. Now, I couldn't say no. I mean, I had never attended an LGBTQ pool party before, but I had previously served at events.And if I ever wanted to be done with Layla, no matter how impossible it seemed, I had to try. I had to do it."Yes, I can do it," I replied, clearing my voice."Great. Leave your belongings; we are leaving now."Layla did not even wait. She turned and walked away, as if I were a stray she had just decided to take along. I stood up, grabbed my phone, and pushed in my chair.Gia's assistant gave me a blank stare—she had no idea what Layla was up to either. I followed her outside without bothering to catch up. Everyone we passed stopped to acknowledge her, showing her disturbing rich-girl respect.When we arrived at her car, I was surprised to see that there were no guards—only her—and she directed me to the rear seat."When does the party end?" I asked. I needed to go home. I needed to talk to Elliot.
E L L I O TI was staring at my ties, trying to decide which one to choose. I had a critical meeting with an investor about the branch we were opening in Seattle, and I needed to look my best.Everyone was gone. Chloe had just left after promising to meet me for lunch, Jake said his fiancée needed him, and Harvey followed — his reason was to drop Phoebe off at the airport and attend his lectures.Today was a mess. Alexis, oh, speaking of Alexis, I should probably text her and ask for more time, even if I don't mean it. I didn't want her to realise that I didn't truly care.I grabbed my phone and hastily texted her, citing Chloe's pregnancy as an excuse. Fuck, this was harder than I expected.Of course, she answered fast, and I used an emotional emoji to manipulate her feelings. I had finally decided which tie I was going to wear when someone barged in — and before I could say anything, I was hit in the face."You little fuck!" It was my brother, Dylan. He grabbed my collar and shoved
Have you ever felt as if your life is moving so quickly like someone else is living it for you? That was exactly how I was feeling right now.First Elliot admits to feeling the same, and now this? Harvey, same and Dylan (with whom I kissed and then masturbated to) Layla, and now Ray? What in the hell was going on?I had no idea I was staring into Ray's eyes till now, I immediately turned away and cleared my throat.“I know men like us get judged, but trust me, I'm different," he chuckled. Yeah, right. I didn't fall for it. Every man says the same thing and ends up the same.I turned to stare out the window, attempting to distract my brain even though knowing that we were near my college. He was still talking but I wasn't listening.A few minutes later, we arrived. Ray begged me to wait so he could get to my door, but I declined."This will look like an act if you treat me overly nice," I advised. He grinned, so I rephrased, "What I mean is, we want them to believe this fake relationsh
But, as they say, let tomorrow worry about itself. I decided to live tonight—and think about tomorrow, tomorrow.Elliot was a gentleman, just as I had imagined him all these years, but it annoyed me that he asked every five seconds if I was okay. But sex is best done with someone you love, and that's all I focused on.When we were finished, he led me to the bathroom and helped me get cleaned up. He also bathed himself, and when we were finished, he assisted me into bed. He said he had some office documents to look at, which I didn't mind. I wanted to sleep, not because I was physically tired, but because I was mentally exhausted. I needed to think.I fell asleep immediately. When I opened my eyes, it was early morning. I looked to the other side and realised I was alone in bed. I mean, I went to bed alone, but I was expecting Elliot to return.I got up and went to the bathroom, had a shower, got ready and then headed out to the kitchen, where I was surprised to see everyone—including