by Skye, Lena
I couldn’t blame her if she decided not to come. It’s not like I decided to invite her as my date. I think that’s what she was waiting for but I couldn’t bring myself to say it. I don’t like to merge those parts of my life, but Chloe had already invited her and I wasn’t going to rescind the invitation. Chloe can be so pushy and hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Finally, I saw Camille strut out onto the roof and she had my immediate attention. How could anyone not notice her when she walked into the room? She looked just like a sexy ebony goddess and my cock was at full attention. I shifted in my seat uncomfortably and saw my sisters swarm her and her friend. They laughed and chatted for a bit. While I was watching them Amanda came and sat next to me.
“Kyle you’re looking especially good tonight,” she whispered into my ear.
“Thank you Amanda, you look pretty good yourself,” I couldn’t help but appreciate the view. She was wearing a hot white little number, with the emphasis on little. All of her best assets were on display. Her fake C cups looked downright delicious. Even though I found her to be attractive, I wasn’t interested in taking it beyond that.
“Chloe and Claire told me that you are letting them use your condo in Vegas for a week, you’re one trusting man,” she says with a sly smile.
I look up from her C cups and look for Camille, and she’s nowhere to be found. I wonder where she’s gone but I don’t think much of it because it’s a huge party. Hopefully she’s off enjoying herself, but not too much. I laugh and joke with Amanda for a while about my sisters. She knows how much I love them and how much they get under my skin.
I really enjoy Amanda’s company. Overall, I think that she’s a great person. Everything turned out for the best, and I’m happy that she turned my proposition down. I know that we are better off as friends, she’s conniving and I don’t like that kind of behavior in a partner. One reason that I keep her around is because she’s always been loyal to me. In my business loyalty matters and she’s never done anything to my knowledge to hurt or betray my trust.
I look up and Camille is standing in front of me, she looks even better up close. Her curves are to die for and her dress is hugging all of them. I think of her naked spread on my desk as I rise to greet her and her friend. After we all make introductions Amanda leans over to tell me something.
“Gregory is all over your sister,” she says.
I look over and I see one of my employees with their hands on Claire’s waist. He’s damned near 40. I excuse myself to take care of the situation.
“Greg, get your hands off my sister,” I say as I stalk towards them.
“Oh please, I’m an adult and I can take care of myself,” my sister drunkenly says.
“Okay, I’ll just run over to dad and let him know how much of an adult you are,” I challenge.
“Whoa, I’m sorry Kyle. You’re absolutely right and I won’t touch her again,” Greg says as he scampers off.
“Wow, you’re a real buzz kill, I’m going to the bathroom. You can hold my dress up while I pee if you want,” she rolls her eyes.
I don’t respond to her comment and I walk to the other side of the deck with Amanda on my heels. I order a drink from one of the servers.
“Don’t worry about her, she’s drunk and you swooped in to save the day. Believe me; she’ll thank you in the morning,” Amanda insists.”
“I don’t care if she thanks me or not, those two are never going to happen if I have anything to do with it.”
After a few moments, I look around the deck to see if I can spot Camille, and I see her at the bar. She’s surrounded by men making small talk and they have other things on their mind. They are shamelessly flirting with my woman, and she seems to be receptive. My jaw clenches in jealousy and I almost break the glass that I’m holding.
“Don’t worry about her,” Amanda says, “You have me, and I’m not going anywhere.”
She traces the line of my jaw with her hand and lifts up to kiss me on the lips. I instinctively respond before I pull away and grab her hand roughly.
“What are you doing?”
“Something that I’ve wanted to do for a while now, “she says before stepping in to kiss me again.
I take a step back to get some space between us.
“We are never going to happen; I thought that I was clear about that. You made your choice and now we have to live with it.”
“But we have something special and…”
Her words fade out in my brain when I look up and I see Camille high tailing it for the exit. She had to have seen Amanda kiss me. I run after her leaving Amanda standing there while she’s still talking.
“Camille!” I yell.
I know that she heard me yell her name because she starts to walk faster; her friend looks back and gives me a cruel stare. If looks could kill, there would have been a massacre. There is nothing like a black woman looking at you evilly, so much is communicated in her eyes and I’m sure she literally wants to rip my head off. I continue behind them and run into the elevator behind them just as the doors are about to close.
“Why are you here?” Camille yells at me.
“I know what you saw but I just wanted to tell you that it wasn’t what you think.”
“Save it, because I don’t want to hear it. You’ve made your choice and it wasn’t me. I refuse to sit around while you publically acknowledge the woman that you really want to be with.”
“No, she kissed me, but I didn’t return it.”
Camille responds with a smack of her lips. My stomach is in knots as I try to think of something to salvage our doomed relationship.
“I only want you Camille,” I plead as the elevator reaches the lobby. We walk out in silence.
“Prove it then, take me back upstairs and introduce me to your family as your girlfriend.”
She asked for it, the one thing that I cannot give. I’m falling in love with her but what will my family think? What will my clients think and am I really ready for that?
“That’s exactly what I thought,” she responded to my silence. “You know what; you and that bitch Amanda deserve each other. Tell her that she’s won, and she can add me to the list of the women that she’s chased away.”
“What does Amanda have to do with any of this?” I ask.
“Ask her!” she yells before walking off with her friend.
#Chapter9
“Am I going to go on trial?” Camille
**
It’s been a week since that horrible incident at Chloe and Claire’s party. I can’t believe that I acted out like that in public; I’m usually a lot classier than that. I hate it when I let people bring that out of me. I texted Kyle after the incident and let him know that I needed the week off. He’s been calling me like crazy ever since but I don’t answer. I’m pretty sure that I’m fired and I don’t care.
My pride means a lot more to me than any amount of money. I’ll start job hunting tomorrow. Today, I’m on my way to figure out my fate. He’s called and requested that I come to his office today. He’s still my boss and I don’t want to act unprofessionally so I’m showing up. I’m looking forward to seeing him even though I shouldn’t. This week has been hell without him. It’s funny how a person can become an integral part of your life in such a short period of time.
I walk into the huge office and it seems like all eyes are on me. Everyone couldn’t know about the incident could they? As I head towards Kyle’s office, Amanda stalks towards me with tears in her eyes.
“I hope you’re happy bitch,” she says in a low tone and walks out with security behind her.
What the hell is going on? I’ve worked on keeping myself calm all morning and now all of that has gone out of the window. I walk to Kyle’s door and it’s closed, I give a hard knock.
“Come in,” Kyle’s voice says.
I slowly open the door and peek in. I see Chloe, Claire, an older woman, and a man that I recognize as Kyle’s father from the party.
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nbsp; “I’m sorry,” I exclaim,” should I come back at another time?”
“No, we’ve been waiting for you,” Kyle says, “Come in and close the door.”
Is all of this really necessary? I can’t believe that he invited his whole family here to fire me.
What kind of business is this?
Am I going to go on trial?
“I wanted to introduce my family to the woman that I love,” he says quickly.
I stand there frozen and I’m speechless.
There is a brief silence before Chloe’s laugh breaks the tension.
“I didn’t know that you and Kyle had something going on. You both are down with the swirl and we think it’s great.”
That comment elicits a laugh from us all.
“It’s great to finally meet the woman that has captured my son’s heart,” his mother says as she rises to give me a hug.
“I’m sorry everyone, but I really don’t know what to say.”
“Just say that you forgive me, I was an absolute idiot and I should have acknowledged my feelings for you in the beginning.”
“Of course I forgive you, and I love you too.”
He hugs me in front of his family and they all make soft comments.
“Well everyone, now you’ve heard it from me. I’m in love with Camille, she’s my personal assistant, and I look forward to our life together.”
“Well it’s about time son,” his father says, “We thought that you were going to be single forever. Welcome into the fold Camille.”
“Thank you Sir,” I say.
“I just want you to know that I took what you said seriously and I fired Amanda today. She’s pissed but I can’t have someone like that around me. I thought I could trust her but clearly I could not. ”
“That’s like music to my ears,” I laugh, before I kiss him.
Kyle then treats us all to lunch and I sit and listen to his family tell me all sorts of stories about him. They seem to be really happy he has met me and I can tell they really love Kyle.
Well he is quite lovable I guess!
**
5 Months Later...
“Good Morning baby,” Kyle says as he kisses me awake. “I’ve made breakfast for you.”
“Coffee too?”
“Yes coffee too, hazelnut,” he responds.
“You are the best,” I reply as I reach over to the night stand and grab my collar.
Kyle and I have been together for 5 months now and it’s been the best five months of my life. I’ve come to realize that I’m a lot happier under his thumb. He respects me and loves me. I finally took his collar last month and he was surprised when I brought it up. It’s still a challenge to sometimes to submit to his leadership, but that’s not because of the racial thing, it’s because of my stubbornness. Luckily for me, he’s a patient man.
I gave up my apartment in the south suburbs and I live with him, and I don’t regret my decision for one moment. Kyle is everything to me and I look forward to seeing what the future holds.
I put on my collar, and take a look at my phone. I have 8 missed calls and they’re all from Marcus. I haven’t spoken to him since the day that I put him out of my apartment. I see that he’s texted me and I read it.
I miss you and I love you, can we try again please? I’m done with all of this bullshit. Let’s meet for lunch.
Marcus
My stomach drops; I delete the message but I know I will have to respond to it later....
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