The Golden Collection

by Kam Carr

  "Georgina," I yelled, she looked behind and began to walk faster. I began to run after her.

  I finally caught up. I grabbed her arm and pulled her into the nearest open door. "Do you like to be chased, Miss Dawson?" She went to leave the room, I closed the door again. I turned the key which was sat in the lock. I switched a switch on the wall and the lights came on. We were in some sort of games room. A snooker table sat in the middle with some old looking chairs in the corner. The room must have been really old looking at the old fashion record player.

  "What are you doing here?" She yelled, folding her arms and giving me the evil look. I pushed her against the door placing my arms either side of her head. "I have to go" she ordered. I looked down at her beautiful face and her soft lips. I had missed her like crazy. I leant forward. She ducked and moved to the other side of me. "Really Maxwell, I have to go."

  "Why are you being like this?"

  "Like what?" Her blue eyes were twinkling at me. "You're the one who fired me! You took my job away from me because I'm going to marry Blake. I don't exactly want to be anywhere near you. What you did was cruel!"

  She walked over to the pool table and turned her back towards me. I could see her shoulders moving up and down. She was crying. I felt bad, she was right. What we did was wrong. It was a selfish thing to do. At the time it made sense for her to leave.

  I ran a hand through my hair and sighed. "You know why I did what I did." She didn't reply. I walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I am really sorry, I love you."

  She spun round and she looked like she was about to explode with rage. "Do NOT start all that rubbish again. I've had it with all the dramas, all the lying and the crying you have put me through. I don't know why you came here tonight, but you have wasted your time. Good bye, Maxwell." She made her way to the door.

  "I'm sorry" I yelled after her. "What can I do to prove it to you?"

  "Ha!" She stopped and spun round to face me. "Prove what? What is there for you to prove? I have everything I want now." She gave a squeal of frustration and her eyes were doing that rapid movement thing she did when she was angry. I couldn't help but give a little laugh.

  "This is funny now? My torment is amusing to you? What do you want?" She began to move closer to me. "You want me to be all Ah, Maxwell" her voice turned sarcastic. "Why did you do it? I love you so much...You mean the world to me and I can't live without you. Please take me away from this evil place!"

  I looked down at her directly in front of me. "Do you want me to?" I replied in a serious but amused way.

  She tilted her head to the side and gave me my knicker combustion smile. She could impersonate me too well. "Do you want to?”?

  What a question to ask me? She knew what I wanted and she knew exactly why I was here. This was about me wanting her and she knew it. Why hadn't she screamed or pushed me away when I dragged her in here. Secretly she wanted me, just like I wanted her. The only problem was she was too stubborn to admit it.

  We looked at one another without saying a word. She couldn't take her eyes off me and I couldn't dream of looking at anything else in this room.

  I grabbed hold of her waist and pulled her into me. "Miss Dawson, I’m going to have you here and now." My lips landed on hers and we fell into a passionate kiss. I pulled her closer. I wanted her to feel what she did to me.

  She pulled away, breathing heavily. "Mr Thomas, I think you're mistaken." She pushed me into the pool table and her hand cupped my most precious possession. "I'm going to have you here and now. It's going to be quick and I'm going to ride you into the next world."

  She slowly began to rub me through my trousers. I had missed her touch. My head fell back in pleasure and I let out a little groan. This is what I'd been craving since the day she walked away leaving me in that lobby.

  I had dreamt about her, thought about her and finally here we were. About to do what we did best... Together.

  "Get on the table" she whispered seductively. I jumped on and held out my hands to help her up. Her lips began to work their magic on my neck. She knew the exact spots to invade with her lips. I slowly laid back and she straddled on top. I felt her hands get to work. She undid the belt and my button. She licked her lips as my manhood was freed.

  "This is going to be so good, Mr Thomas" she winked. "Close your eyes."

  I did as I was told and I slowly felt myself sinking deep inside her. She was right this was going to be quick. She started to ride me at great speed pulling me into her and out. Her hands fell on my chest and she picked up the pace. She twirled her hips and I felt like I was going to explode. I heard her moans. I grabbed hold of her arse and began to slam myself into her. Her groans turned into screams. I opened my eyes. Her beautiful face was now over mine. That was it.... I released myself inside her.

  Within seconds she was off me and back on the floor. I watched her walk over to the large mirror on the wall and begin to sort herself out. I did my trousers up and got off the table.

  "It can't always be like this," I said, watching her smooth her dress back down.

  She spun round and smiled. "I know.... It ends tonight. You better wait here for a few minutes. I need to get back."

  ***

  Georgina

  I left the room and began to walk down the hallway. What had I just done? I felt dirty... This was Blake's parents' house. Why did I do it? God, what was it about him? Why didn't I walk out of the room when I was going to?

  It was as if he had some magnetic claim over me and I couldn't deny it. I wasn't strong enough to withdraw from the force that pulled me to him. I tried to smooth out my hair. I didn't want to look a mess. Otherwise everyone would know what I had been up to.

  Shit, this is a pre-wedding party. I stopped in my tracks stunned at myself. My Dad, my mum and Caitlyn were here. Oh my god, what if they could tell by my face? I walked in to the grand hallway. No one was there. They must have all headed outside to the marquee. I walked through out in to the garden. I was right; I could hear the music and the sound of people enjoying themselves. I was just about to make my way over.

  "Where have you been?" Amy asked jumping out of nowhere. She raised an eyebrow as if she could read my mind.

  I now felt even guiltier, I was a horrible person. I watched as her eyes moved to behind me and she shook her head.

  "Don't worry I think I know now. … Maxwell!" she smiled.

  I could feel his presence behind me. I couldn't turn round and look at him. It felt too shameful and now I was feeling really disgusted with myself. Did I not have any morals? Had all my self respect gone out the window?

  I had behaved in an appalling way. I was no better than a prostitute. In fact I was worse at least they got paid, I gave myself away for free!

  "Ladies," he greeted, I could tell by Amy's face he was giving his smile. "Just in case I don't see you later, Miss Dawson. I'm having a fantastic time." I nodded and he walked off.

  "Hey," Amy yelled after him and he spun round. "You still owe me a dance!"

  Maxwell placed his hand on his chest. "Miss Alexis that I do." He turned around and walked into the marquee. Amy's eyes didn't leave him she had a stupid girly grin on her face.

  "So... Did you?" She spun round and placed her hands on her hips.

  "NO!" I yelled.

  She looked at me and raised her eyebrow. "You did!"

  I started to make my own way over to the party. "Can you please not go on about it? It's over!"

  Amy grabbed hold of my wrist and stopped me in my tracks. "You always say that..... I saw the way he looked at you and he is head over heels. I also know you can't resist him. You should think seriously about this... In three days time you're going to be Mrs Waterman. I reckon," she shrugged her shoulders. "You would rather be Mrs Thomas."

  I looked at her stunned. How had she got all that from a look or was she a mind reader? No, she's stupid. She was meant to know me better than anyone in the world. What a stupid thing to say.

  I
wanted to be married to Blake. Maxwell was just an endless mistake that kept happening. Well, from tonight that was it. There was no way I was going to allow myself to be weak and give in.

  It was time I started to use my will power. I had given up smoking and I knew for a fact I could give up my Maxwell Thomas addiction too.

  "Drop it," I warned. "It's over and I am marrying Blake."

  Amy shook her head. "Wow, what's it like to live in denial?" She walked off, leaving me reeling me with her words. Was I in denial?

  No, I knew me and Maxwell could never be together.

  I followed Amy into the marquee, trying to forget everything that just happened. The witch had done well. It was fantastic; a dance floor was set up in the middle with a little stage and a band was playing. Tables were on one side and on the other a buffet which looked very fancy. There were roses everywhere and what looked like fairy lights. The waiters were all dressed in white and were still going around handing out the champagne. I walked over to buffet. I was starving... It was probably down to my recent activity. I scanned to see if there was anything I liked.

  "Hey, where have you been?" I turned and Blake was standing beside me.

  "Just outside talking to Amy" I lied, trying to hide my face in order for him not to notice my expression. "Your Mum has done a really good job" I laughed, never thought those words would come out of my mouth.

  He wrapped his arm round my shoulder. "This is where we are having the reception."

  I looked up and his eyes had gone dreamy. This actually meant something to him. I looked around at all the people drinking, smiling, laughing, dancing and really enjoying themselves. All these people were here because of me. I suddenly lost my appetite and felt sick. I was meant to of been here all the time and yet I'd gone off and had sex with Maxwell. What sort of wife was I going to make? Did I want to be someone's wife? Taking care of someone and supporting them. I couldn't even cook or clean.

  Was it time for me to grow up? Did I want to grow up? Looking around the room made everything so real. I was getting married and I couldn't get out of it. I noticed my mum, Dad and Caitlyn all sat at one table. Times had changed, people had moved on and I had moved on. I had moved on to Maxwell. Even in my daydreams I was with Maxwell.

  "You okay?" Blake asked as he cupped my face and stared into my eyes. "What's wrong?"

  For a split second I wanted to tell him exactly how I felt. I just couldn't be the one who crushed his heart. He loved me to death and I had to live with the decision I had made a few weeks ago. Maybe once we were married, I would forget about Maxwell. Technically I didn't have to have anything to do with him again.

  I gave a little sigh, what did I want? Blake hugged me and I hugged him back mainly out of habit. "I think you just have pre-wedding nerves” he softly said in my ear. My heart broke in two. “It will be fine and I will make you the happiest woman in the world. I love you so much, Georgina. I was born to be with you."

  His words were a slap in the face.... I'd known for a while. I had avoided the hard cold truth. You no longer love Blake.

  ***

  Maxwell

  I was stood in the doorway of the Marquee watching as everyone enjoyed themselves. I closed my eyes, I could still feel, taste and smell her. I gave a little smirk. She never failed to surprise me.

  I was trying to stay out of the way of that Amy girl. She looked like a complete man eater and I didn't want another woman to touch me.

  "Mr Thomas," a voice said from behind. I turned around and Mrs Waterman stood behind me; Dressed in one of signature fitted tailored suit and pearls.

  I rolled my eyes. I had nothing to say to her now. I no longer needed her money and I was no longer going to hurt the woman I loved.

  "I've been meaning to speak to you all night" she began, I looked back at the party and she moved gracefully next to me. "As you can see this wedding is still going on and I thought you would of stopped it by now. I have tried several methods, but all have failed."

  "I'm not stopping it. You can have the money back. I really don't need it now." I began to walk away, I wanted to go home and forget about all these people. Move on and start a new chapter.

  "Mr Thomas," she was behind me again. In the moonlight her face looked cold and sinister. "You are going to stop this wedding" her voice matched her face. She was evil. She gave a little laugh more like a cackle. "I know all about you and Georgina. I paid Georgina's mum to tell Blake about your visit to London and that failed. My son is a fool... Just like you."

  I felt my eyes narrowed and my fists clench. This woman was pure evil and I couldn't stand her one little bit. No one called me a fool. "Exactly what are you talking about?" I spat.

  She folded her arms and her eyes widen. Was she enjoying herself?

  "I know you're head over heels in love with HER! I would like nothing better for you to drag her away from my son. In fact, it would be a dream come true. You can keep my money on one condition."

  What was wrong with this woman? Did she not understand English? I didn't want her dirty money and I didn't want to stop the wedding. I no longer cared. It was true. I was madly in love with Georgina. She wanted to marry that shit head and there was nothing more I could do.

  I shook my head and gave a nervous laugh. "Then stop the wedding yourself and you will take the money back!" Right all done and dusted. I was going to head home and start my life again.

  "What would Georgina think if she knew about our little deal?"

  "You wouldn’t” I dared, looking straight back at her.

  "Oh you see I will.... If you don't stop the wedding..." She began to walk closer like an animal on the prowl. For a little woman she was actually scary. Her lips twitched and her eyes darken further. "I will send her copies of all our phone calls, paperwork and the photos I got a private detective to take of you together. You will not look good at all......"

  This woman had backed me into a corner. I never wanted Georgina to know how desperate I had been to save my business. This woman would make it look like I had been lying about everything. Maybe at first yes it was an agreement, but now ... I loved Georgina and hurting her was something I couldn't do. There was no way out this time.

  "Okay" I muttered. "I will do it......" Like I even had a choice now... I was to do whatever she asked or have Georgina know the real truth about me... That I was low, cold, mean business man!

  ***

  Blake

  I looked around the room and a massive smile appeared on my face. I pulled Georgina tighter into me and rested my head on hers. She smelt divine. We swayed in time with the music. I couldn't believe that in a few days time this woman was going to be 100 percent mine. I ran a hand through her blonde hair. She gazed up at me and gave a little smile.

  She was acting odd, but I was putting it down to wedding nerves. It was a daunting thought.... We were both young and out of work. I didn't care. I couldn't wait for her to take my name. She was everything I had always wanted and I was going to make her really happy. I worshipped the ground she walked on and no other man was going to take her away.

  Then HE came to mind. At least when it came down to it she'd made the right decision. She had chosen me and that was a good enough reason for me to forget about it.

  Georgina's blue eye looked up at me. "Blake?" Just the sound of her saying my name threw me over the edge.

  We stopped swaying and I focused all my attention on her. Her eyes looked down at the ground and I watched her lip tremble. I cupped her face with my hands, our eyes met and I could feel myself getting hard. This woman was amazing, her hair, her eyes and the way she would bite down on her lip when she was horny.

  "This is all too much...." The tears began to fall. "I want to go home."

  I looked at her shocked... How could this be too much? This was a celebration of our families meeting.

  I shook my head. "We can't, George. What would everyone say?"

  She pulled away and folded her arms in front of her. The tears had drie
d up quickly and her eyes were now blaring at me with anger. Sometimes she really confused me. Her moods were always up and down, just lately anyway.

  Maybe she was still trying to deal with the guilt. She stepped back and tilted her head. She gave me a smile I had never seen her do before. Where has she picked that up from?

  "Mr Waterman," she began, her tone was different too... The way you would expect an employer to speak to employees. "I want to go home. I'm very tired and if you hadn't realized we are getting married in a couple of days. Please, take me home." She ran a hand through her hair and her blue eyes changed, they looked sad and low.

  My heart stopped and I took in a deep breath. She really was the most beautiful woman I had ever met. I would do anything to keep her happy... Even walk over hot coal if she requested.

  I stepped over to try and be close to her. I held out my hand and she placed hers in mine. "If you want to go home..." I sighed. "I will take you home. What ever you want, just ask me and I will give it to you."

  Her arms wrapped round my neck and she kissed my cheek. "God, Blake" her voice was full of agony. "After everything I did to you and you're still here. I don't deserve this or anything from you. Why are you being so nice?"

  "Because that's who I am" I hushed back, running my fingers through her soft hair. "I told you when we first met... I would do anything to keep you mine and I have stuck with it. Even Maxwell Thomas can't stop our love. That's why we are getting married, is it not?"

  She pulled back and looked deeply into my eyes. My stomach twisted in knots as her teeth cut into her lip. She slowly nodded and resumed the hug. We began to dance again in our original position. I looked round the room... This was it....Finally, this was it!

  CHAPTER 19