by Kam Carr
“Wow!” He whistled. “No wonder it hit you hard.”
“Just seeing her today brought back everything.” I slammed my fist on the breakfast bar. I fucking hated that bastard for what he had done to me. He had destroyed everything when he took away what was mine. All my dreams and hopes were gone. I ran a hand through my hair and took in a deep breath.
“Forget about her” Riley said.
If only it was as simple as that. I had tried, in so many ways I had tried. “I can't” I cried. “I'm pathetic, after everything that has happened” I stopped and I could feel my heart racing. “I love her still. I thought I didn't but I do.”
“Blake, honestly man, she doesn't love you and she isn't thinking about you either.”
I knew he was telling the truth but … “You should have seen her reaction!”
Riley shook his head and glared at me. “She found her best friend was banging the ex!”
I gave a little laugh. “Nice use of words.”
“What can I say I'm gifted” he shrugged.
My phone began to ring. I was really pathetic it was still Georgina's favourite song- The kings of Leon I want you. Amy was showing up on the caller ID. I rolled my eyes and Riley noticed.
“Not in a hurry to talk to her?”
“No, I'll let it go to voice mail.”
“Lets go out” Riley suggested. Why was he always up for going out? “Look,” he began. “You need to have some fun. Amy is not right for you considering who her best friend is.”
I rested my head in my hands. “I wish I could get some sort of revenge on that Knob!”
***
Maxwell
I couldn't wait for the weekend! The estate agent had given us a fantastic bunch of houses to view. A wave of excitement washed over me. I was finally going to settle down and make a home with the woman I loved. Wow, I was such an adult now.
I had come a long way since meeting her. Sometimes I had to pinch myself just to make sure I wasn't dreaming, as everything felt too good to be true at times.
Everything was going well. I had a list of new clients and now the partner business in LA. A smug smile appeared on my face. Finally I was rich, not like that exactly mattered. I did enjoy spending every penny on my Miss Dawson.
“Mr Thomas,” Georgina said entering my office. “Someone is here to speak to you.”
I looked her up and down. How come every time I was itches away from her crude thoughts would invade my mind and there was only thing I could possibly do to her. I found it very difficult to separate our relationship from work. At the end of the day I always had where she was concerned.
“Do they have an appointment?” I gave her my knicker combustion smile and she began to bite down on that rose bud lip.
“No” she said seductively answering my spoken and unspoken question.
“Let them in.”
She gave a little smile while walking out. Before she left the office, she spun round and blew me a kiss.
A young man walked in a few moments later. He was tall, dark hair and spooky grey eyes. You could tell by the sight of him he was a model. He was dressed in a black suit and white shirt.
“Mr Thomas” he gave a perfect white smile. He held out his hand and I rose from my seat. I shook his hand and nodded to him to take a seat himself. “I am happy you agreed to speak to me.” I took my seat and watched him very confidently take his in front of me.
“And you are?”
“Riley Donovan.”
I rested my elbow on the arm of my chair and rested my head in my hand. “And your here because...?”
He sat forward and placed his hands on my desk. I raised an eyebrow and he quickly removed his hands. “I want you to be my agent.”
My lips twitched with amusement. “And you do what exactly?”
“I'm a model but I would like to try a little acting.”
I shifted in my seat and took him in. I could do with some more male clients. Plus, he was a good-looking man. I could make a fair bit of money out of this. I wasn't going to agree just yet, I was enjoying this.
“Do you currently have an agent?” He gave a nod. “Have you sighed anything?”
“No!” I sat back in relief. I couldn't deal with legal stuff. “Amy Alexis is good but I have been told your best.”
Another smug smile appeared on my face. How much more smug could I get? I rubbed my bottom lip as I thought. I wouldn't exactly be stealing her client, would I? He did come and beg me for a job. I was just helping out another person. You could say it was my good deed for the day.
“Okay, give my PA your details and we will take it from there.”
He jumped out of his seat with a massive smile on his face. “Thank you, Mr Thomas. You will not regret this at all” he sounded very grateful.
“I believe you’re the one that won't regret this.” My voice lowered and I gave him the glare.
“As from now your career is in my hands. I can either make you or break you.” He gave a little nod, I could tell he understood and I intimidated him. Well, at the end of the day I was the boss and how I loved being the boss!!
“Who was that bloke who spoke to you today?” Georgina asked. We were sat cross legged on the floor eating good old fashion British fish and chips from the paper.
I placed a chip into my mouth. “My new investment” I chirped with pride.
Georgina tilted her head to the side and gave an amused smile. “Does this investment have a name or does he come with a price tag?”
“Riley Donovan” I answered.
Georgina's eyes opened wide in shock. “That's Amy’s client!” She gasped.
“And,” I gave her the knicker combustion smile. Her eyes narrowed, she was pissed at me. “What?” I laughed, she knew how I worked. When it came down to business I wasn't sentimental. , Only when it came down to my Miss Dawson.
“You can't steal her clients!” She sounded like my Mother.
“I didn't” I stressed. “He came asking me for a job. Besides, isn't there a tiny bit of you thinking she deserves this?”
“Your getting personal, Mr Thomas” she joked.
“Is that a bad thing?” She lowered her eyes and gave a breath taking smile. I crawled over to her, grabbed her face and pulled it up allowing our eyes to meet. “Since meeting you I have changed.”
“Is that a bad thing?”
“No, you are the second best thing to ever happen to me in my whole entire life. I can never imagine us not being together.” A little smile sprung to her lips and I traced it with my fingertips. “I love you, Miss Dawson.” I finally pressed my lips against hers and we fell into a luscious kiss. Everything about her enlightens my arousal. Her hands began to brush up and down my chest. Even her touch was captivating.
“Bed.” She groaned with her lips still pressed up against mine.
“I can't go that far. I need you here and now.”
Our kiss turned heavy and fast. I pushed her back until she was lying on the carpet. My mouth moved down to her neck and I bit her. She screamed with shock. I slowly moved my hand down and up her skirt and then the other hand followed. In one quick brisk pull I ripped her knickers apart. She squealed in delight. I sat back on my heels never taking my eyes off her and slowly unfastened my trouser buttons. My manhood was free and standing ridge. I laid back down on top on her, she lifted up her hips and I filled her completely.
Our lips reunited back into that kiss. Her legs wrapped around my hips and I began to pump fast in and out of her. Her head rested back in to the carpet and she began to scream loudly. My hands moved round to underneath her arse. I grabbed it tightly and slammed into her repetitively. I felt her legs tighten around me, her heels digging into my back and without warning I came with her.
I slumped down on top of her. “See Miss Dawson, how can you not live without that?”
“I can't live without you” she softly said with her fingertips playing in my hair.
“Then you and me, Miss Dawson..
. We’re one of a kind.”
CHAPTER 7
Georgina
All the houses looked amazing. Mr Golden Rule had demanded I took a look at them before the actual viewings tomorrow. I actually had a few moments to sit down and look. Maxwell was at a meeting and the office was quiet for a change. That didn't last very long as the phone began to ring.
“Hello Maxwell's stars. Georgina Dawson speaking” I answered in my telephone voice.
“George!” Maxwell yelled down the phone, he sounded much stressed out. “I'm stuck in a meeting and I'm meant to be escorting Riley to his first photo shoot. So, you have to go. I'll send a car to pick you up.”
“But,” I protested.
“This is not a request it's an order” he said in his boss voice. How that voice sent tingles down my spine. His voice changed instantly. “Are you looking through the properties?”
“Yes” I replied, sometimes he could make me feel like a child. This really frustrated me but I was slowly getting use to his ways.
“And don't you think it would sound good if you answered the phone as Mrs Georgina Thomas?” He gave a little laugh and put the phone down.
Did he just say that?
My mouth was wide open and I was still holding the phone to my ear. Had I heard him right? He wanted me to be called Mrs Thomas?
Which meant that was some sort of proposal! No, surely that wasn't right. I couldn't possibly marry him so soon after what happened with Blake. He must have been joking. I could feel my heart racing and my mind was working overtime.
Maxwell wanted me as his wife?
First moving in with each other, then marriage, everything seemed to be getting out of hand. Did I no longer have control of my life?
The lift pinged and the door opened. Maxwell's driver walked into the lobby.
“Are you ready, Miss Dawson?”
I looked up at him still in shock. I couldn't speak and just nodded. I placed the phone back, grabbed my bag and left with him.
The whole car journey my thoughts wouldn't stop. I did truly love him more than I ever could have imagined. Marriage that was a huge step. Could I really go through all of that again? What would people say? I had never thought about marriage.
“Mrs Georgina Thomas” I said slowly. I wanted to know what it sounded like when I said it. It actually sounded good, right even. Why was I filled with dread? I was already a hundred percent committed to him.
“Miss Dawson, something you want to tell me?” The driver asked. Shit! I had said it too loudly. I blushed and looked down at my hands. “Mr Thomas is a good man” he added.
I looked up at his reflection in the rare mirror. It occurred to me I knew nothing about the man who was driving me about. He looked familiar.
“What is your name?” I asked, felling slightly embarrassed that I should have asked sooner.
“James, I'm Maxwell's brother” he smiled. Of course he was. I always saw a likeness between them James was the spitting image of him just with dark hair.
I closed my eyes and my Mr Golden Rules face was before me. His perfect blue eyes, flaming red hair and that magical mouth. He was everything I wanted and like he always told me I craved him too.
The car stopped, James got out and I followed. “You know,” James began. “We could do with another a woman in the family.” I looked up at him and gave a little smile. Was that him giving his approval? “Has he asked you?”
“Not in the way you would think” I blushed.
“Well, I'll be waiting for the big day” he paused and lowered his voice. “Your secret is safe with me, Georgina.” I gave a little nod and heading inside the building. I walked over to the reception desk. An oldest woman was glaring at me which made me feel a little uncomfortable. I smoothed my hair and gave a smile.
“I'm here for a photo shoot” I said, still fully aware she was glaring at me over the top of her glasses. I took it she didn't like her job very much or she just had something against blonde headed people.
“Another model?” She huffed and began to click away on her computer.
My eyes narrowed. What was wrong with models? “No” I protested. “I'm here with a client, Riley Donovan.”
“Oh” she quickly looked up. “He's over there... Waiting... You’re late!” She pointed over to the far side of the room. Riley was sat on the sofa flicking through a magazine. “You want to watch yourself with that one. So far three women have walked in and each one left with his number.”
“I'll bare that in mind” I said sarcastically. I walked over to Riley and held out my hand. “Hi, Georgina Dawson. Maxwell can't make it so you have me instead.”
His eyes moved up from my feet to my face. He gave a little crooked smile. He was a very handsome man. “You’re the famous Georgina?” He took my hand in his and slowly brought his mouth to my hand. I quickly took my hand out of his grip. Maxwell was the only person allowed to place his lips on my skin.
The atmosphere turned immediately frosted. What did he mean famous Georgina? Did he know something I didn't!
“We better find this studio” I ordered marching off in search of it. Riley followed behind. We finally found where we were meant to be. The photographer was at least in her late 40's with black spiky hair. She looked like an out of date Goth.
“Hey I'm Sally” she huffed. “One of our models hasn't shown up and I spoke to your boss. He demanded you take her place.”
I froze, what was he playing at? “Maxwell actually said that?”
Sally folded her arms. “Yeah. Now go and get ready. Your fucking late as it is. Do you think I have nothing better to do than stand around here all day?” She began to walk off.
“Wait!” I yelled after her. “What is this for?”
She spun round. “Does it matter? Just go and get ready. I want you back here in twenty!” She stormed off, leaving me standing like a dumb twat.
Fucking Mr Golden Rule always surprising me!
I glared at my reflection. Surely it was wrong to be wearing such little clothing in public. Well, clothes were an understatement. My hair had been pulled back tight in a high ponytail. My face covered in make-up, my eyes dark and smoky. As for the clothes- A black corset, a pair of French knickers that didn't cover my arse and highest pair of heels I had ever worn.
“Miss Dawson!” Sally yelled. “Time is money!”
I took in a deep breath and graced the set with my presence. My eyes nearly popped out! Was this a photo shoot or a porn movie? A bed was placed in the centre with Riley sprawled all over it wearing nothing but a pair of silk black boxers.
All of a sudden I felt very self conscious, I made my way over reluctantly. Sally was stood ready with her camera in hand.
She rolled her eyes at me. “Finally,” She snapped. “Get on the bed. I want you kneeling in the middle with Riley behind you. I want you both to pretend you’re fucking. I want heat, passion and sexiness penetrating out of you!”
Great... It is a porn film!
“GO!” Sally screamed at me.
I slowly made my way over to the bed and climbed on. I turned to face Sally kneeling. Riley came up behind me and I could feel his hands on my hips. I cringed. This was not exactly what I wanted to be doing especially with a complete stranger.
“Well” he whispered in my ear. “I couldn't think of a better way to spend my afternoon.” His hands gripped tighter. “Let’s get into character, shell we?”
Within seconds he spun me round to face him, sitting me on his lap. He wrapped his wrist round me my ponytail and pulled my head back.
“Brilliant!” Sally yelled. “You’re a natural, Miss Dawson.” Her camera began clicking and flashing.
Riley pretended to kiss my neck. “I'm get hard just pretending” he smirked.
“You better fucking stop!” I hiss through gritted teeth. “Your boss is my boyfriend and he will kick your arse.”
His hands grabbed hold of my ankles, pushing me back into the bed and placing my feet on his shoulders. I
could feel my face flushing red.
“Relax” he laughed in between pouting. “I'm just having fun.”
Maxwell was going to pay for this!
Maxwell
I had to hold in the giggle, she was looking very pissed off as took her place beside me in the car.
“How did it go?” I asked.
Her eyes darted at me as if I had spoken out of line. “What were you thinking?” She yelled. “I'm your PA not your fucking stand in!”
“Didn't you enjoy dressing up?”
“No!” She spat and she looked out of the car window. An awkward silence fell upon us. I looked down at my hands. Maybe I should have given her a heads up but I just assumed she would enjoy it. At the end of the day Miss Dawson wasn't like other women I had been with. She was one of a kind.
I reached out for her hand, raising it to my mouth and planting a sweet kiss on her soft skin. “You hated it that much?”
“Exactly what is there to like about dressing as a whore and having another man grope you all afternoon?”
I felt my free hand clenching into a fist. Just the thought of another man touching her fuelled my anger. At the end of the day it was just a job and I couldn't go punch him in the face. I moved closer to her, draped my arms around her shoulder and pulling her in close.
“I'm sorry. You’re such an amazingly beautiful woman and I wanted to the world to see you... I thought they deserved to see what I processed.”
Her big blue eyes beamed up at me and a slight smile hit her lips. She began biting down on that lip and I placed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. I loved moments like this.
“You’re not bad looking yourself” she giggled.
“Okay, I deserved that” I snorted.
“Where are we going?”
“My Mother has invited us round for a family dinner” I said proudly. I was exciting about introducing my woman to my family.
Apart from Amber and James no one else had met the love of my life. I sat back in my seat, my thoughts turned to the fact I was 31 years old and had only ever introduced one woman to my family and that was Debbie. This time it was different. I had only thought of spending the rest of my life with Georgina. Even though I had a child with Debbie, marriage had never occurred to me. Now I was getting older I was thinking a lot more about settling down.