"Sounds good. It will take a lot of time to see everything. I've lived here all my life, but I still haven't seen everything." I smiled back at him. "We are interested in seeing everything. The people, museums, and stunning structures." I held back because I knew what I was going to say next would enrage Nicholas. "We'll probably need to take some cabs and subways to experience Quentin in its truest form." Nicholas stopped me. "The hell you will." "I certainly will do as I please." I didn't give a damn if I sounded childish. I placed my napkin on the table and stood up to attract Courtney's attention. "If you're ready to leave, I'll use the restroom, and then we can go our way." I tried not to feel awful about pulling her away from Geoffrey. I hurried into the bathroom, leaving my bag on the counter, and pouting in front of the mirror. I couldn't figure out what had made Nicholas' mood so terrible. When we were upstairs, he appeared pleased to see me. I let out a sigh and splashed
All I knew was that Courtney would find it difficult to say no if Geoffrey possessed even a minuscule bit of Nicholas' persuasive abilities. I changed into some shorts and a tank top after putting away all of my things, then I hurried downstairs to meet Lory. Laura was in the kitchen when I reached downstairs. "Lory has just arrived at Quentin and is headed here, Laura. She will be arriving shortly, so I wanted to let you know. Sorry for the short notice." Despite how absurd that notion was, I couldn't help but feel like I was asking for permission. She smiled at me and nodded. "All of her favorites are already prepared. She will arrive a little earlier than you anticipated." I gasped because she knew. "Yes." I tried to hide my grin by biting my lip. "Nicholas flew her in early." I pondered whether she and Nicholas might have been involved in this covert scheme as she had a knowing smirk on her face. Laura asked me to share all of Lory's favorite things with her when I informed he
My stomach sank, and I kept my eyes on my lap firmly. "You think I am a whore, don't you?" She tugged on me until I looked back into her eyes. "No! Cut that out. You are not a prostitute, a whore, or any of the other disgusting things that I know are going through your mind right now." She paused, a flash of helplessness in her eyes. "Of all the people on this planet, I know you the best. Both your heart and mind are good. I am also aware of your strong desire to fit in. I simply hope that Mr. Rowe didn't exploit this and seduce you into something you couldn't escape." "He's a good man," I insisted. I wouldn't permit her to look at Nicholas in such bad light. He had only ever shown me kindness and generosity. She questioned, "Do you believe you could love him?" "Yes." It was spoken without any hesitancy. "I care for him already," I added. "I am aware that we are approaching everything entirely backward, yet he is wonderful. He treats me well, and I can tell he cares about me. I'v
"God, modern cable television is so dull. Nothing worth watching is on." "Our business is attempting to get away from that model for a reason. Variety stories have clearly made way for more stereotype-based content, but as I've already mentioned, I'm not really as connected with that network. You must discuss this with Francis. He excels at conducting market research." Nicholas smiled while raising his hands. I just sat back and saw my closest friend and husband conversing with great happiness during and after dinner. Not only did Lory seem to like him right away, but they had a steady stream of divergent viewpoints on everything was fascinating to watch as an outsider. Their conversation was almost sibling-like, each one trying to get the last word. At one point, I made an attempt to conceal my laughter at their antics. "What are you laughing about? Huh?" I was pulled onto Nicholas' lap and engulfed in his arms as he tickled my sides. After my cries for help subsided, Lory drew m
"Wait." I was startled by his deep growl and looked up to see him yanking off my underwear before throwing them on the ground. "I want to see all of you." I gave in to his demands, allowing my desires to rule my thoughts. I didn't have to wait long before I started moaning uncontrollably from an orgasm. Nicholas could wait no longer and drew my body into his. In between desperate kisses, he murmured, "I need to be inside you right now." He wrapped one of his arms around my waist and guided his cock inside of me. He thrust forcefully, and I flung my arms around his neck and tightened my hold. When he filled me, we both cried out. It was neither slow nor sweet. It was rough, dirty, and exhilarating. He held me over him as I clung to him for dear life. "That was the sexiest thing I've ever seen." His hammering rhythm emphasized his remarks. Every time he drove, he reached a new spot deep in me. He panted and moaned against my flesh because responding to my cries as I inched closer
I called Courtney and asked her to meet us here in an hour after Lory enthusiastically nodded. The three of us opted against going shopping again and instead chose to unwind by the pool. While Lory was still experiencing jet lag, I needed a break from all the shopping. A few hours later, Lory was holding a chilly beverage in her hand and floating around the pool in a tube. "This is the life," she sighed. Courtney and I were laughing as we dried off in the sun after our swim. Sunscreen, bikinis, girl talk, and sunshine made for the ideal day. "Willow, you're a lucky girl," Courtney said. I shook my head and put my sunglasses back on. It was nice to have all of that, but it was hard to believe how much had changed in my life in the past few weeks. But I hadn't sought it out myself. I had never lavished myself with things, only working hard to take care of myself. It wasn't my fault that Nicholas swooped in and handed me everything on a silver platter. "It was more likely fate than p
I finally understood what Nicholas meant when he cautioned me that his mother may be overbearing. "Oh my!" Lory chuckled. I beamed at her and Courtney, who were both delighted by the thought of a party. Before I knew it, the conversation had changed to include what each of us would be wearing. Nicholas caught my attention and I leaned in so that we could talk privately. "I promised you that I would tell you before anything else happened. So, you should know that the announcement of our wedding will be in the newspapers soon." I wasn't surprised but glad that he thought of telling me. He was a quick learner in this aspect. "I only hope I'm not attacked for stealing the man every woman in Quentin dreams about," I teased. He looked serious as he shook his head. "There will be gossip about our age difference but don't let it get to you, okay?" I focused on him as I worked to control the butterflies in my tummy. "I won't." There was little I could do to change what people thought;
He gave me a crooked grin when he glanced over, his sunglasses covering his eyes. "It is just us today. I wanted to introduce my other woman.""What?" I cried, yanking off my sunglasses and looking incredulously at him. "Other woman?" I smacked away his hand that was heading for my thigh. "If you have someone else, I'm going to chop off your balls."His loud laughter only made me angrier. He grabbed my arm just as I was going to open the door and leave.He muttered "Wait" in between chuckles. "It isn't what you think." I gave him the stink eye as he began stroking the dashboard. "I was talking about my pretty car.""Oh gosh!""Yes. And don't even make light of hurting my balls. I know you love them.""Calling your car 'the other woman' is such a manly thing to do. Of course, that is aside from your tremendous overestimation of my love for your balls." I turned my nose up."This is not just a car!""I'm sorry, I slept through the class where cars driven by rich and famous people were