Romantic Promises (Alluring Promises Series, #2)

by Baker, Janice

  I bit my lip and smiled. “Yeah?” I asked in a hopeful manner. Was he really going to miss me or was he just saying that?

  He shook his head slightly. “You have no idea what you’ve been doing to me all these months. Between the teasing and giving in, I don’t want to let you go.”

  I swear my heart felt like it had a mind of its own the way it was fluttering. Did he really feel that way about me in such a short time? “I don’t want you to go,” I admitted, to both him and myself. I was wondering if we were talking about just his trip or maybe about our relationship.

  “What if I have a surprise for you?” He teased with a smile.

  I pulled back to look at his eyes that now looked serious. My eyes lit up with excitement. “What kind of surprise?”

  “Check your inbox when I’m on the plane and then go home and pack your bags. I’ll see you in a couple of days.” With that he pecked my lips with a quick kiss and opened the passenger door. He grabbed his bag out from the back seat and blew me a kiss, throwing a wink my way as he closed the door.

  I watched him walk through the glass doors into the airport and then quickly grabbed my phone. A text from him rang out.

  Matt: You just couldn’t wait another second to check, could you?

  I giggled as a policeman approached my car, signaling that I needed to move from the drop off area. Darn it. I wasn’t going to be able to check my email just yet.

  I pulled forward and started to approach the exit when another text rang out. It was so hard not to glance at my phone, but texting and driving isn’t my thing, especially since I can barely chew gum and walk at the same time. I drove to the next exit off the expressway and pulled into a gas station, eager to check my inbox and what he just wrote to me.

  Matt: Did you see it yet?

  Me: Just pulled off to a gas station to check. Hang on.

  I quickly checked my inbox and noticed an email from an airline. I opened it noting he purchased a ticket to the same city he was going for his seminar, but after the seminar ended. We would spend the weekend in Atlanta. His “party” home. My heart that was just moment ago beating fast with excitement, now plummeted with dread. Nerves shot through me as I thought about meeting his friends and I was pretty sure I’d meet women he’s been with. We haven’t been together that long. Why did it feel like we were going so fast?

  Matt: I’m about to board my plane. Did you look?

  Me: Yes, I saw. Atlanta?

  Matt: My stompin’ ground, Gorgeous. I want to show you off.

  I swallowed not knowing what to write back. He must have known as another text popped on my screen.

  Matt: Stop being nervous. I promise we’ll have a good time.

  Me: Yay! Can’t wait! I lied. A pit formed in my stomach and I realized this might actually be the end of our relationship. Which, for my job, might be a good thing.

  Chapter 22

  Matt

  I arrived at “my” airport in Atlanta. Taking a look around, I realized I didn’t really miss this place as much as I thought I would. Thinking back to how miserable I thought I would be, I realized maybe it was really Vanessa that made the move so easy. Well, sort of. Although she wasn’t that easy going in the beginning, she did divert my attention from the move.

  Would I move back after I finish the job I’m supposed to do? Did I want to go back to outside sales? I loved traveling and venturing into other cities. Sometimes it was a pain and I did tire of packing all the time; however, meeting all the different people, especially women, was really the benefit. I have Vanessa now, at least I sort of do. I mean, we didn’t declare love or anything silly like that, but I really do enjoy being with her.

  The weeks had flown by since we declared we were going to be “exclusive friends with benefits,” or something a little bit more than that. We didn’t discuss the issue any further, but had spent every waking moment together. For the most part, we tried not to eat lunch together so we wouldn’t start any rumors. I tried my best not to instant message her, knowing our IT guy was as much of a gossip as most of the girls in our office are. We kept our “messages” to ourselves by texting to each other on our phones.

  At night we would either grab dinner at a busy restaurant or take it home. Those were the best because take-home meals usually turned into half eaten meals and we ended up in bed together.

  The second we’d get home from work, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. Helping each other change out of our clothes was my favorite after work activity. We mostly spent time at Vanessa’s apartment since Aubrey was still in San Antonio.

  The people at work noticed a change in Vanessa, that’s for sure. I had several people come up to me asking if Vanessa has a new boyfriend. The comments that pissed me off were about how her fiancé and her must be hitting it harder. I always made sure to point out that she doesn’t have a ring on her finger and told them I was pretty sure that they’re broken up. Like hell if her ex was going to take credit for any of the happiness I knew I was giving her.

  Kara was tough. Knowing how she’s seen us out at Allure and several times eating lunch or dinner together on numerous occasions, I was pretty sure she had put it together. I’ve caught her more than once glaring at us from across the bar. The toughest was when she directly asked me if we were dating. I denied it completely, of course. I’m still not quite sure if she believed me. I was able to change her mood by asking how she and her boyfriend were getting along.

  When it’s good, it’s good with Vanessa, but there are times when I get that menacing feeling deep down; the one I try to push away, knowing it’s just from being hurt so bad by Stephanie.

  Vanessa had a really rough time with her parents one Sunday and point blank asked me where I see things going with us. I was glad she told me she enjoyed just “being” with me, but I couldn’t help but wonder if she really wanted something more. Not that I wouldn’t give it to her, but her policy was holding us back from being able to just do silly stuff like hold hands in public. I know that’s more of a couples thing, but like I said I couldn’t keep my hands off her.

  Later that same day we talked about trying to make sure we don’t get sick of each other. We talked about having little breaks from one another so that we didn’t tire our relationship and make sure we’d still stay individuals. We decided that Wednesdays we’d go hang out with friends separately so that we didn’t fall into that trap.

  Sundays she would continue to have brunches with her parents. I kept asking if I should come to those to help ward off some of the negative attention she gets from her parents, but she insisted she do this alone. That hurt, considering I see how sad she is every time she comes home from that.

  I agreed that we need time by ourselves. The bottom could drop out at any point in time and then where would I be? What if we broke up and hated each other, but still had to see each at the office other every single day like we do now? I couldn’t take that, so I definitely agreed that we needed time to do our own thing.

  This trip might help out with that too. As I flew down here I started remembering how much I loved traveling for sales. I loved flying to different cities and exploring each city on my down time. Yep, as soon as my stint was over, I would go back to outside sales regardless of my relationship with Vanessa. Hell, it might even make us stronger — unless she had some guy on the side for when I left town. Where the hell did that thought come from? I shook my head knowing that thought was insecurity from Stephanie. Vanessa was not Stephanie and I wasn’t going to think things like that.

  I arrived at my hotel and immediately got a text from Alex. I couldn’t wait to meet up with my best friend again and get down to our old bar so we could hang out.

  I changed quickly, headed down there and walked in, seeing Cassie and her gorgeous blue eyes immediately. She ran up to me and threw her arms around my neck, giving me the biggest hug and kiss on my cheek. Holding her felt great and I assumed my old feelings for her would return. She was always fantastic in bed and a
lso a sweetheart to talk to. Her southern accent used to get me hard immediately. Now I felt Cassie was my sister or something weird like that.

  “Oh my God, Matt! I missed ya so much!” Her southern drawl made me smile as I looked into her beautiful eyes. She was smiling from ear to ear as she pulled back, searching my eyes as she asked, “Why didn’t you call me and tell me you were comin’ down? I had to hear it from that asshole?” She threw her arm over to Alex, who had just stood up and headed towards me.

  Alex’s jet-black hair was cut shorter than I remembered as he shook my hand and gave me a half hug. Cassie stood off to the side, smiling happily. “Mother fucker! How ya been Matt?” He boomed.

  “Good,” I replied smiling as Cassie gave me a pat on the back and headed towards the bar. I was pretty sure she still remembered what I drank considering I never gave her my order. I walked over to the table where Alex just stood up from and grabbed a seat, as did he. His jade eyes were bright as he shook his head.

  “Maaatt,” he exclaimed as he sat back in his chair. “How’re they treating you up there?”

  I smiled, “I can’t complain.” I told him as I thought about Vanessa. Cassie came back with my beer and sat down next to me, probably ignoring other customers that might want her attention. It didn’t matter. The owner of the bar was madly in love with her and would never fess up. Cassie could do no wrong in his eyes. I always kept my “friendship” with Cassie a secret from him.

  “Are ya gonna be staying with me while you’re in town?” Cassie asked with a hopeful smile.

  Shit. Here goes nothing. “Umm. Actually, I kind of met someone, Cassie.” Her smile dropped and I glanced over at Alex. He knew about Vanessa from all our talks, but I didn’t tell him about our recent exclusive agreement.

  “Who is she?” Cassie asked with a worried expression, jetting out her bottom lip.

  “Well, she works for my company up there and,” I smiled trying to figure out how to explain Vanessa. “She’s nice. You’d actually really like her, Cassie.” I wasn’t sure what else to say. What do you say to your old friends with benefits when talking about your new…wow. Was Vanessa really my girlfriend now? Hmm. I kind of like the way that sounded actually, but didn’t say it out loud.

  Cassie looked at me and tilted her head. Her smile returned, but her eyes were still sad. “If she makes you happy, Matt, then I’m happy for ya. She better treat you right or I’ll kick her ass.” She smiled and swatted at me with the dish rag she keeps in her apron.

  “I’ll let her know,” I said with a smile as she leaned in and gave me a kiss on my cheek and then sauntered back to the bar.

  Alex called after her, “Now maybe you’ll finally give me a chance!”

  She turned her head, laughing as she yelled back, “Fat chance!” I chuckled as I turned back to Alex.

  “So, exclusive, huh?” He asked as he shook his head.

  I pressed my lips together and nodded. “Yep.”

  “Another one bites the dust,” he joked as he took a drink from his beer, smiling at me.

  Yep. I smiled back at him and nodded my head.

  ******

  I walked back to my hotel after having several rounds of drinks with Alex going over good times we’ve had. We discussed if I was coming back to Atlanta after my year up there was over. I told him I still wasn’t sure and everything seemed up in the air as of right now. Anything could happen from now until then. Although I loved Atlanta, I wasn’t sure if Vanessa would want to move down here. I’m sure she could find a job quickly. Or I could just get back into outside sales and travel from up there. Either way was looking good to me. I smiled as I realized both scenarios included Vanessa.

  The conference went underway and although I met some pretty cool people, I was also anxious for it to be over. I couldn’t wait to see Vanessa again, so I texted her throughout the day. Well, really throughout the seminars, giving her play-by-plays, mostly of what I would do to her sexy body — nothing to do with the conference at all.

  Even though I was wiped out that first night, Vanessa and I were able to video chat on our phones for quite some time; actually, a long while. Turns out that phone sex is even better using FaceTime. Vanessa seems to be just as adventurous long distance. Thinking that made me feel better about possibly traveling again. Especially if we could do the stuff that we did on FaceTime.

  The next day was the same, only this time I was caught off guard by Vanessa’s mentor, Evelyn being there. She must have arrived that morning and she approached me during the lunch break. She seemed like she was dressed to kill. Her hair was down in soft curls, cascading around her shoulders. Her suit was a little racier than she typically wore. It was cut in a little more and the slit on her skirt was slightly more provocative. She must have went out and purchased brand new skirts. She also didn’t hesitate to make sure she invaded my personal space even further when she spoke with me.

  “You know, we never did get to finish our conversation in Atlantic City. I was hoping we could have dinner together tonight?” She asked. I had no one else to go with for dinner, as she caught me right at the lunch break. Usually, by the end of the break I’d have made plans already. The manner in which she was asking me was slightly “off.” I knew if I met her for dinner by myself there would be trouble. Enter my best friend, Alex, who texted me at the most perfect time possible.

  I nodded to Evelyn and told her that we’d have dinner at a great place I knew about. Bringing her down to The Freckled Maiden was the perfect plan. Evelyn and I would be in a public place and I’d have Alex there to make sure it wasn’t too weird.

  I made sure Alex knew what was going on and that I had a weird suspicion about her, but couldn’t put my finger on it. I also told him she’s not bad looking. That last part was more of an incentive to make sure Alex would meet us out.

  At dinnertime, Evelyn and I met in the lobby. She was dressed to make sure all eyes would be on her. I couldn’t deny that Evelyn was a knockout and if I had not fallen for Vanessa, we would probably have not bothered going out. But that wasn’t the case, not to mention Evelyn was Vanessa’s mentor and I knew she’d be crushed if anything transpired, let alone that I would have cheated on her. I’m sure that one would have overridden the mentor part.

  Evelyn made sure to hook her arm around mine. I wasn’t thrilled with that, but to get down to The Freckled Maiden I sucked it up. I would tell Vanessa about it later, just in case it would get back to her somehow. I was determined to be honest with Vanessa about everything.

  We arrived at The Freckled Maiden and immediately met up with Alex. The look on Evelyn’s face said it all. She was not happy about our dinner involving more people. But Alex is a good guy and has great moves. After a couple of drinks, Evelyn warmed up to my plan — and to Alex. The two of them started to get closer. I excused myself to the bathroom and when I came back their lips were already locked.

  Score! I was stoked that they hit it off and I didn’t have to worry about being hit on by Evelyn. I was able to excuse myself and head back for another round of hot FaceTime with Vanessa.

  The next evening didn’t go exactly the same. Evelyn insisted this time that we be able to talk alone. I made sure we met at the bar downstairs where I knew some of the people from the conference would be. I also made sure we were at a high top in the middle of the bar. I remembered her fondling me before during breakfast and that wasn’t going to happen again.

  Our discussion went something like this:

  Evelyn: Matt, I’d like to move you up to the corporate office in New York City. Her hand moved under the table and squeezed my thigh.

  Me: That’s very nice of you to think of me like that Evelyn. I moved her hand off my knee. However, I really like where I’m at right now.

  Evelyn: You do know I managed to get you that job, don’t you? Her hand moved to squeeze my shoulder.

  Me: I pretty much assumed that I’m a great sales person and employee so I could have gotten the job that I really didn’t want
to begin with on my own. I moved her hand off my arm.

  Evelyn: You should be thanking your lucky stars you don’t have to travel anymore. Her finger toyed with her cleavage and it was pretty obvious her nipples were hard as rocks through her thin blouse.

  Me: I loved traveling and really didn’t want to stop, but thank you for thinking of me.

  At that point I stood up to leave. I wasn’t sure where the conversation was going, but it couldn’t have been good. I paid the tab and started to leave. Evelyn tried to grab my arm and I knew this was going to be some sort of self-esteem issue with her. She would feel vulnerable and who the hell knows what she would try. I wasn’t about to find out. I clicked on the video app on my phone and kept it in my pocket, pretending to check my messages.

  “Wait, Matt. Don’t leave so soon,” Evelyn pleaded as she hugged on my arm and pressed her breasts pressed tightly to me.

  I pulled away immediately and told her, “Evelyn, I’m not sure what this is really all about. If you pulled strings to get me into the VP position, then thank you for that; however, I was fine with outside sales and where I was.”

  “But you’re missing the point. You could be even further up in New York. I can get you higher in the company,” she had almost a desperate tone to her voice, which I realized couldn’t have been good.

  “I think you’re missing the point, Evelyn. I don’t want to move to New York. I’m fine where I am for the rest of the year and then I’d prefer to be back to outside sales.”

  She was pissed immediately. If she could have stomped her feet like a petulant child, she probably would have. She pulled back her arm and held her head high. “If that’s how you want to play it Matt, then fine. You’ll get your wish.”

  I had no idea what that was supposed to mean, nor did I feel like finding out. I shook my head almost laughing, “Goodbye, Evelyn.” I walked out of the bar, leaving her to stare after me.