Sweet Immortal (The Golden Collection)

by Carr, Kam

  A large man dressed in a blue tux with a pink tie was standing before us. He was my new partner with my new American firm.

  “How you doin'?” He slapped me on the back. I wanted to fly round and smack him in the face. His eyes diverted to Georgina. “Why Miss? You must be the pretty girlfriend he has spoken about non-stop?”

  “Yes this is my girlfriend Miss Georgina Dawson” I replied coldly, my eyes staring at him. He seemed to got the idea and he's appearance changed.

  “Anyway..” He began. “There is a photo call and we need you there.” He turned and walked off.

  My eyes turned back to the woman I loved. She really didn't want to be here and you didn't have to be a mind reader to see that. I gave out a little breath and pulled her into me.

  “Let me do the photo call and we will go. We will go back upstairs change and go do something normal.” Her eyes beamed up at me and my heart skipped a beat. I leaned down and touched her lips softly with mine.

  “What do you class as normal?” She giggled.

  “McDonald’s and the cinema??” I replied, grabbing hold of her hand and heading over to the dreaded photo call.

  Georgina took a big slurp of her milkshake and began laughing again. I rolled my eyes, she wasn't going to let it go. We had just watched Titanic in 3D and yes I did have tears in my eyes.

  Your such a girl!!! My inner voice laughed along with her.

  I picked up my napkin and threw it in her direction. “If you have quite finished, Miss Dawson... Maybe we should head back to the hotel?” I said in an suggestive manner.

  Georgina rested her head in her hands. “You ever had sex in a toilet?”

  I chocked on my Coke-Cola. What a thing to just come out with? She gave a sweet little smile as it was normal to say things like that. That was part of her charm.

  “No” I coughed. “Have you?”

  Georgina sat back in the booth and gave a little chuckle. “The only other person I have been with is Blake.” I felt my whole body stiffen at the sound of his name.

  How could we ever forget about shit brick?

  She screwed her nose up. “Besides he was strictly bedroom only... Although” her eyes did that rapid moving thing that she always did when she was deep in thought. “ We did ONCE do it on the breakfast bar!”

  “Miss Dawson..” I began, I couldn't bare hearing her talk about him. “Are you suggesting we have sex in a toilet?”

  She began to bite down on her lip.

  Fuck... She was sexy as hell!!!

  She sat froward and I could feel her foot moving up into the middle of my legs. She began to rub me through the fabric of my jeans. “Yes” she whispered. “You up for it, Mr Golden Rule?”

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  Like I had to even think about it. I would fuck her any time and any place. My eyes diverted in the direction of the bathroom. “Ready when you are?”

  We burst through the bathroom door into a cubicle. I kicked the door closed with my foot and with my free hand locked it. I pulled away breathing heavily. Georgina was giving me that wanton sexual predicator glare.

  Fuck!

  With speed I unzipped my jeans releasing my most precious procession; This was for.

  Her needs only.

  Georgina followed my lead and pulled down her knickers.

  “Wrap your legs around me, baby” I demanded as I lifted her up and pushed her back into the door. She obliged and gently I filled her up.

  Her fingers tugged in my hair and my lips found her neck. Her hips began to twirl and my cock swirled inside making her wetter and wetter with each penetration.

  “I love you, Maxwell” she moaned in my ear.

  “I love you too.” I could no longer keep control of myself. My hands grabbed firmly on her arse and I began to slam into her at top speed. Her head went back as she began to tremble in her orgasmic state. I could feel her insides tighten in pleasure. With one last pound I unravelled and found mine. She rested her head on my shoulder, her breathing erratic and her heart beating into my chest. I kissed her forehead and lowered her to the ground.

  I placed my hands on both sides of her head and she rested still against the door. I blew a little out of my mouth. I just couldn't get enough of her and I loved it.

  “Your one magnificent woman, George” I moved followed and allowed my tongue to invade her mouth. “Never leave me...” I hushed.

  “I'll never let go, Max... I'll never let go!!” She laughed and I rolled my eyes.

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  CHAPTER 3

  My stomach was churning and I couldn't stop shaking. Why was I feeling nervous? I was only being introduced to his baby.

  And the ex who hurt him and made him live years in pain!

  I shifted in my seat and looked down at my dress. I wasn't sure if my red boob tube was appropriate but it was bloody boiling. Maxwell reached out and grabbed my hand.

  Could he feel my nerves?

  “Hey, it will be okay” he said. “Olivia will love you!”

  I knew nothing about children. I hadn't even ever looked after one. Maybe it wasn't nerves, maybe I was scared.

  Georgina Dawson playing Step-Mother??

  My anxiety levels began to excel to high levels. I shook my head. I was over thinking everything. I didn't have to play Step-Mother, not yet anyway!

  What if this Debbie hated me?

  I began to panic. She might hate me and Maxwell will obviously pick his daughter over me. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I glanced over at his handsome face. I had never been this happy before. I could never risk losing him, I had finally met someone my Dad approved of.

  “I think we should go back and I should get changed!” I ordered.

  Maxwell's eyes darted at me and his lip began to twitch. “No!” He said stern in his boss voice. “We spoke about this and you look amazing.”

  I let out an irritating sigh. “I don't what to look like your dolly bird!”

  Maxwell tipped his head back and gave his laugh. “Dolly bird?” He looked back at me and gave that smile. My insides clenched and that pain began. “Do you think for one second anyone would class you as that?” I shrugged. “Miss Dawson, your intelligent, beautiful, sexy and a little frustrating at times....”

  “But....” I urged.

  He unfastened his seat belt and moved towards me. He could move so gracefully for such a manly man. His arm draped over my shoulder and I could feel his breath on my cheek. The goose bumps began to appear over my skin.

  How could he effect me this much?

  “Georgina!” I narrowed my eyes as he was using his boss voice. I just wished sometimes he could separate the two Maxwell's. Even though his boss voice was very authorizing and filled my body with deep sexual wants. There were times when he made me feel as if I was a naughty school girl. This was one of those moments!

  His fingers traced my cheek, I now classed this as his signature move.

  “I hate the word but! There are no buts” he rested his forehead against mine and gave out a little sigh. “I wish you saw exactly what I see every day. You are my dream come true and when your wearing this dress.” His hand moved up my dress and slowly he began to stroke the inside of my thigh.

  I felt all my muscles contract and blood flow. This man knew exactly what buttons to press. I grabbed hold of his hand to make him stop. I couldn't have sex with someone else close by.

  “Mr Thomas” I giggled. “Tame yourself.”

  His eyes widen with amusement. “Tame?” He began to play with the word and his delicious mouth gave a little smirk. “Would you like to be tamed?”

  I shrugged. “Depends what you mean by tamed?”

  He sat back down in his seat and gave me a wink. He was coming up with a game! I loved his games and I loved him.

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  I looked out the car window and noticed we had pulled into a little cul-de-sac. In fact it looked like something off TV. Little white fences, rose bushes and breathtaking houses. Very vintage Americ
a.

  The car stopped... This was it. In a few moments he was going to introduce me to the real love of his life. I began to feel nervous again.

  What if Olivia did hate me?

  The car door opened and Jay was standing waiting for me to get out. I took in a deep breath. Maxwell obviously wanted this. He wanted me to meet his daughter. This is how special he thought our relationship was.

  I got out of the car and sorted my dress out. My heart was beating fast and I was getting very hot. Great, I was going to look like sweaty Betty! Maxwell grabbed hold of my hand and led me towards a house.

  It was beautiful. Pure white with huge clear windows with a little porch. A wonderful garden. It looked picture perfect.

  “Daddy!” Screamed a little voice. Within seconds a little brown haired girl came running out the door, down the steps and straight into Maxwell's arms.

  “Hello baby” Maxwell smiled holding her tight.

  Her big brown eyes looked up at me. She was the spitting image of her Dad just with brown hair instead of red. I smiled at her and she gave a big smile back.

  “This is my friend Georgina” Maxwell began. “I thought she would like to come and play.”

  “Hello Georgina” Olivia laughed. “I have Barbie's... Do you like Barbie's?”

  I looked up at Maxwell and he had the biggest smile on his face. “Yes I do” I said quietly. My eyes diverted back to the front door. A woman was standing in the doorway with her arms folded watching us. She wasn't fat or skinny. She had short brown hair and big brown eyes. She didn't look like someone I would of associated with Maxwell.

  “Are you going to let our guests in?”

  Maxwell lowered Olivia to the ground and we made our way into the house. We stepped inside and Debbie led us into the kitchen. It was amazing all stainless steel work units, black marble cupboards and black marble floor. I was breath taken.

  “Daddy... Come and see my new playhouse.” Maxwell didn't get to answer and Olivia escorted him off out into the back garden.

  “Drink?” Debbie grinned at me.

  “Yes please” I mumbled.

  “Take a seat” she pointed to some stools at a breakfast bar. I gave a little polite smile and sat down. I could see Maxwell in the garden; He was chasing Olivia. Within a second Debbie was sat next to me with a teapot. She began to pour the drinks.

  “Help yourself to sugar” she gestured to the sugar bowl. “How long have you been with Maxwell?”

  “Not long...” I took a sip of my tea. I couldn't stand it but I didn't want to be rude. “A few months.”

  “Oh!” She sounded a little annoyed. “Just a few months? Well... You must be special. He has never brought a woman to meet Olivia before.”

  “I know” I added.

  She tilted her head and glared at me. I think she was trying to study me. I shift awkwardly in my seat. She raised her cup to her mouth and stared out the window.

  “It's a shame..” she began. Her voice sounded cold and edgy. I watched her and her eyes didn't move from the window. She shrugged her shoulders and placed the cup down.

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  “What is?” My curiosity was dying to hear what she was on about.

  “Me and Maxwell” she sighed and her eyes lowered to the cup. “I should of never left him. He is perfect and I love him very much.”

  I opened my mouth wide. I couldn't find the words.

  What was she trying to do?

  Wasn't she married?

  I felt a hint of jealousy rush through me. Here was the Mother of his child telling me how much she loved my boyfriend!!

  “I really don't understand what your trying to say?” I snapped. I was feeling very defensive. I had been here before hadn’t I? Someone trying to make me feel bad about loving someone. Out to destroy my happiness.

  Her eyes moved slowly to my direction. They were narrowed and cold. She didn't like me that was for sure. Frankly, I didn't think that highly of her either.

  “I am going to leave my husband and I want Maxwell back. You should do the right thing, Georgina. Me, Maxwell and Olivia are a family.” Her toned changed slightly. “Your very young and you don't deserve to play step-mother. Do the right thing, little girl.... Leave this to the grown ups.”

  I stood up and shook my head. What a thing to say? I felt angry and hurt. She wasn't that much older than me. What made her think Maxwell would want her? He was madly in love with me.

  “Hey” Maxwell smiled, he looked at me and by expression he knew something was wrong. His gave his cold stare at Debbie. “What have you said?”

  “Nothing that she didn't know” her voice full of bitchiness.

  “Can we go?” I murmured, looking down at my feet. I felt little and uncomfortable. Debbie had made her point she didn't like me with Maxwell. She wanted me gone. Thank god I lived in England and she lived here.

  Maxwell walked over to me and placed his arm around my shoulder. “Okay. Let me say goodbye to Olivia.” He kissed my cheek and left to find Olivia.

  Once alone, Debbie turned to me again. “I will get him back... Enjoy your sugar Daddy because before long you will be history!”

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  CHAPTER 4

  I entered the kitchen and sat down at the breakfast bar. Once again I had nowhere to go or no one to see. For the last month or so it had been exactly the same day in day out. Get up, coffee, shower, workout, eat and sleep. I was bored with life.

  I kept thinking about Georgina and HIM. I wanted to hurt him badly for taking my girl away from me. The police had dropped the charges against me. Mainly because my Mum refused to give any evidence. I had never meant to hurt her. I was a decent bloke. After finding out what she planned and plotted... I was angry.

  I no longer spoke to Veronica and never wanted to again. Drugging me and making out we had slept together. Then telling Georgina she was pregnant... BITCH!!!!

  At least I didn't have to live alone. A few weeks ago, a friend of mine had got in touch. He was moving back to Oxford and needed somewhere to stay. I offered him a place and he accepted. Riley was trying to make it as a model. I told him about Amy's agency and she took him on.

  I gave a sigh... I needed my life back. Georgina was off with her lover and not giving a damn about me. I on the other hand was still pining for her.

  I thought about her 24/7. I had never loved anyone like I loved her. Thanks to my Mother it was all gone. All my dreams and hopes smashed apart.

  “Morning” Riley breezed through the front door. “You making coffee?”

  I lifted my head to look at him. He was still wearing the clothes he had on last night. This was the fifth time this week he had stayed out. I nodded, got up and made my way over to the kettle.

  “What did you do last night?” He asked sitting down at the breakfast bar. Why was he asking? He knew I never went anywhere.

  “Nothing” I groaned. “What did you do?” I asked in a sarcastic manner.

  Riley gave a little grin and shook his head. “I do not kiss and tell. But I will tell you it was good!” I walked back over to the breakfast bar and placed the two coffee's down. “She was wild!” His eyes widen. “I mean really wild!”

  I gave a little laugh. “I thought you were going to concentrate on modelling?”

  “I am...” He protested. “You should come out with me tonight?” I was about to reply with no when his phone went off. He pulled it out of his pocket and up to his ear. “Hello... Yes speaking..... What?... Seriously???.... WAIT!!” His eyes turned to me. “You gotta help me out!”

  “With what?” I raised an eyebrow. Every time I helped him out something bad happened.

  “The photographer for my shoot cancelled and Amy can't get another one till next week. If I don't have it today they will give the contract to someone else. Please” he begged.

  I looked down. I hadn't worked in months. I couldn't bring myself to even look at a camera. Photography had been my pride and joy. I looked back at Riley. His eyes were pleading with me
and I felt a little bad. Maybe I could help him out? What was the worst thing that could happen?

  “Okay” I smiled.

  “Hey Blake said he would do it... Cool see you then” he put the phone down and a big smile appeared on his face. “You have saved my life. You are a friend and a half.”

  I shrugged my shoulders and gave a half hearted smile. “It's what I am here for.”

  “Now Riley place one hand in your pocket and the jacket over your shoulder” I ordered. Riley did exactly what I said and I began taking pictures. I was on a little rush. I was back where I belonged. Amy was sat at a table looking through some we had taken earlier on the laptop.

  “Wow, these are really good, Blake” she beamed at me.

  “You look surprised” I grinned.

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  “Work for me!”

  I was stunned. She said it so casually. I looked over at Riley and he was giving me the thumbs up. Could I really go back working for someone after the experience I had last time?

  Although, I did need a reason to get out of the house. Today was the first time I actually felt I was living.

  “You serious?” I asked.

  Amy walked over to me flicking her thick dark hair. I had never noticed it before but she was beautiful. A nice curvy figure, think dark hair, dark eyes and clear olive skin. I could feel my heart beating fast.

  She placed her hand on my arm. “Of course” her eyes were burning into me. “Your gifted, Blake. Please I need someone on my team like you.” She gave a little smirk. “Besides, I need someone to keep an eye on Mr Shag-anything-that-walks.”

  “I heard that!” Riley gave her the model grin.

  “Please....” She urged. I rolled my eyes. How could I refuse?

  “Okay” I smiled.

  We were sat in a little back street pub. Riley had decided to join us much to my insisting he went home. It felt like it had been years since I had been out. The pub was quiet. Only two men sat at the bar and a couple of female students at another table. It felt very relaxed here and I wouldn't of been up to anywhere rowdy. Riley was over trying to impress the students.