The Golden Collection

by Kam Carr

  I gave an awkward cough and shifted slightly in my seat. “Have you thought about what I suggested earlier?”

  “Think about what?” She replied.

  “Being Mrs Thomas?” She rolled her eyes and it felt like a stabbing pain through my heart.

  She grabbed hold of my face and looked longingly into my eyes. “It's not that I won't” she stopped and took in a deep breath. “Let’s just take one step at a time... Please” she begged.

  I gave a nod. I understood what she was trying to say. Tomorrow we were looking at homes and at the end of the day she was mine. Marriage was only paperwork.

  “Your mine, Miss Dawson” I stated with force.

  “And you're mine, Mr Thomas.” She yanked my tie and head moved down to hers. “And never forget it!” She said softly before placing mesmerizing kiss on my lips.

  “Georgina,” Amber squealed running through the hall. She wrapped her arms round Georgina and gave her a massive hug. “Feels like years since Cannes.”

  “Cannes?” My Dad bellowed standing in the living room doorway. He held out his hand towards Georgina. “Please to meet you.”

  “You too” Georgina smiled while shaking his hand.

  “It's a club, Dad” I lied pulling my woman away from my family. “Where's Mum?”

  “In her favourite place” Dad laughed. “Come! Get a drink” he ordered and we all followed him into the living room. “Sit!”

  I and Georgina took our place on the sofa. She leant towards me. “I can see where you get the bossiness from.”

  My eyes widen and I gave a little grin. “You find my bossiness erotic.” I grabbed hold of her bare thigh. “I'll prove it later.”

  She shifted away from me. “All in good time, Mr Thomas. All in good time”.

  I felt my jaw drop. How could she impersonate me so well? Dad walked over with two glasses and handed them over. Amber plunked herself in between us, I really couldn't stand her!

  I downed my drink. I needed it if I was going to spend a whole evening with my annoying little sister.

  “You two got together finally?” Amber said extremely loudly.

  “Yes” Georgina blushed. “What about you and Brett?”

  I watched Amber's eyes go all dreamy and it made me want to be sick. Surely by now Brett would have realized what an awful spoilt brat she actually was.

  Amber placed her hands on her chest. “Really good... He's coming over this weekend.” Her eyes widened. “What are you both doing?”

  “We're busy” I said full of relief. I didn't want to spend an evening with her, let alone a whole day!

  Dad sat down in his seat in front of us. “What are you doing tomorrow, Maxwell?”

  “Looking at houses” I replied with pride holding Georgina's hand tighter.

  My Dad rubbed his lip and diverted his eyes. His voice lowered and his eyebrows rose. “All a bit quick, don't you think?”

  This is why I never told my family anything about my life. They always had an opinion about everything. Georgina shifted in her seat.

  My Dad had made her feel uncomfortable, Twat! The thought of her dreadful experience with Mrs Waterman hit me. I knew Georgina wasn't with me for the money. I ran a hand through my hair. I was beginning to feel the anger rising through my body.

  “No!” I snapped.

  “Well after all it is your life” he added looking down at his glass.

  “What are you all doing here?” Mum asked appearing in the doorway. “Dinner is served!”

  We all took our places at the table and Mum began to set out the plates in front of us. I was staving. I had been in meetings all day and hadn't had time to eat. Oh the joys of running a successful business.

  “Tell us about yourself, Georgina” Mum smiled and took her seat at the table. “Our Maxwell doesn't normally allow us access to his private life.” I cringed, sometimes she was too embarrassing.

  “Not much to say” she mumbled, I knew she didn't like being centre of attention.

  “How did you meet?” Mum insisted.

  Georgina chocked and her cheeks flushed bright red. Her eyes slowly turned to my direction. I gave a little laugh and placed a protective arm around her.

  “Personal” I smirked, rubbing my finger across my lip. “It's not exactly something we want to dwell in.” I looked over at Georgina and gave her my smile. “But it was good.” I felt her hand grab her most precious procession. I sat back and allowed her to carry on playing with what was rightfully hers.

  The doorbell rang and everyone looked up in surprise. Jesus, these people had to get some sort of life.

  “I'll go” Amber said cheerfully jumping up and running out of the room.

  I began to eat while Georgina carried on playing her game. All the time I was pretending nothing was happening. Was she getting me back for the photo shoot?

  “Oh my god!” Screamed Amber running back into the room. “Your never guess who is here?” Then within a second Debbie entered followed by Olivia.

  Georgina stopped in mid-motion, she moved her hand away and her eyes looked up at me scared. The worry spread across her face.

  “Debbie?” I snapped.

  Mum got up, ran over to her and pulled her in for a hug. My mouth twisted with annoyance. What the fuck was she doing here? I watched as Debbie's crocodile tears began. How pathetic? That's what she was like always up for making a scene.

  “I've left my husband” she dramatically sobbed. “And I have nowhere to go” she added bringing her hand up to her mouth.

  I couldn't bear being in the room with her no longer. I stood up throwing my napkin on to my plate. “Come Georgina, we are leaving!” I bellowed. I was safe now my arousal had instantly gone at the sight of the white elephant in the room.

  “Maxwell!” Mum yelled looking at me shocked. What did she expect me to do? Run over and start hugging the bitch! Just the thought of touching her made me feel sick.

  “What?” I yelled back. She didn't reply. “Car when you’re ready, James.” James got up and we all made our exit.

  “Maxwell!” My Mum cried running behind us. I stopped and turned to face her. “This is the Mother of your child. Why are you being like this?”

  I just shrugged. Didn't she get it? “Frankly, I just don't give a fuck!” It was easy for me to turn into the cold business man I had grown to love. I gave my Mum a kiss on the cheek. “I'll call you” I added and then left.

  I didn't know what Debbie was playing at but it was going to be my mission to find out. I had to get rid of her for Georgina. There was no way I was going to allow yet another person destroy our happiness. I was nothing without Miss Dawson, she was mine and no fucker was going to take her away from me again!

  CHAPTER 8

  Blake

  BANG ….. BANG ….. BANG!!! What the fuck?

  Who was trying to kick my door in? I placed my laptop down on the coffee table and decided to find out.

  “Blake” Amy screamed as I opened the door. She looked a mess. Her dark hair was pulled back and she looked very hot. “You can't give up your job!” I opened the door wide and hand motioned for her to come in. “Please... Your regret it and I really need you!”

  I closed the door behind her. Hadn't we just had this conversation about forty-five minutes ago? Had she ran here from Cowley Road? I spun round to look at her. My stomach flipped at the sight of her. Amy was a very beautiful woman, the second I had seen in the last few days. No matter what no one seemed to replace Georgina. I placed my hands over my face. Why was this all beginning to get too much to bear? What was wrong with me and why couldn't I move on? Georgina had, in fact the minute she left me at the church she had moved on.

  “It's complicated” I cried walking over to the sofa and sitting down.

  Amy stormed over and sat down next to me. “Why?”

  “You know why.”

  “Georgina,” She shook her head and spun round to face me. “For fuck sake, Blake! She doesn't even give a toss about you. Do you t
hink at this moment she is crying over you? No, she is probably fucking that flashy bastard.”

  I looked down at my hands. “You saw her face the other day” I mumbled. Every time I closed my eyes her hurt face glared at me.

  “Is this about the job or us now?”

  “Both” I replied.

  She jumped up and pointed her finger at me. “Will you wake up? She cheated on you and went off with another man. She humiliated you and....” Her voice lowered and I watched her lip tremble. I never thought of Amy as the emotional type. “We have the chance of something special and you want to throw it away because your ex found you with someone else. That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen in my whole life.”

  “I'm just not ready yet” I said matching her tone.

  Amy knelled down in front of me and her hand reached out for my face. I could see the tears building up in her eyes. “Please Blake, give us a chance” her voice was full of love and her eyes said the unspoken words. No one had looked at me like that for a while. She was right I did have to move on. I was lonely and hated it. Here a beautiful woman was willing to give me a chance and I was just going to walk away. It was ridiculous and I would be foolish if I did. Amy cared about me and I deep down cared about her. I couldn't allow Georgina from stopping me live my life, after all she out living hers!

  I placed my hand over Amy’s and fell into her touch. “Do you think it would work?”

  She shrugged and her lip turned up. “There's no harm in trying. I really do care for you, Blake. Much more than I even thought I would.”

  “Me too” I let out an agonizing sigh and took my hand away from hers. I brushed my hair back and sat back on the sofa. “I'm really messed up, Amy. Do you think you can deal with it?”

  Amy climbed on to my lap and her hands returned to my face. Her lips were itches away from mine. “I'll help you” her tone was seductive.

  My hands moved round to her perfect arse and I grabbed hard. “Do you want to help me?”

  “More than you'll ever know” she placed her lips on mine and we fell into a deep meaning full kiss. Our tongues invading each others mouths. My hands moved up to her head to keep it in place. I never wanted her mouth to leave mine.

  It felt right. This was going to be my second chance of happiness and I was going to grab it with both hands. After all the business with Georgina at least I had learnt something... Don't trust anyone!!!!

  ***

  Georgina

  “There is an outdoor swimming pool” the estate agent began. I was no longer interested about looking about. I wanted to go back to bed, pull the blanket over my head and pretend last night had never happened. After all there probably wasn't much point in setting up home with Maxwell now. Seeing her before me at Maxwell's parent’s house had unleashed all my worst fears. Maxwell would choose his daughter over me hands down. I felt my stomach churn. I really couldn't face losing him. How would I carry on without him? I gave up everything for him and would it of been for nothing? I felt my eyes build up with tears. I began to try and blink them back. One tear rolled down my face.

  “Hey” Maxwell said pulling me into him. I rested my head on his broad chest, he smelt amazing and my tears began to fall. Surely no could be that mean and take away the person I loved more than anything. His fingertips began to play with my hair.

  “Would you give us a moment please” he asked the estate agent. I heard the door close and Maxwell lifted my face to gain eye contact with me.

  “Tell me” he said softly.

  “It’s her” I cried.

  His mouth tightened and he gave me the cold glare. It had been a while since that look had been directed at me. “I don't want Debbie” he huffed. “I want you... As my wife.” His eyes lit up and it took my breath away. He really meant it.

  “You love me?” I asked.

  He grabbed me tighter and tutted. “Just fucking agree, Miss Dawson. There is no rush in getting married.” He held up my left hand for me to see. “Let me place a ring on this finger and process you fully.”

  I felt myself biting down on my lip. What more could I say? It wasn't everyday a wonderful handsome man wanted you to be theirs. At least this way it would show everyone how serious we were about one another and maybe get Debbie out of the picture.

  “Yes” I smiled up at him.

  His eyes widened and he stumbled back. “Say it again” he beamed.

  “Yes, Mr Thomas. I'll be your wife.”

  He ran over and lifted me up in the air spinning me around. Slowly he lowered me to my feet and grabbed hold of my face. His forehead rested against mine. The smile, not once leaving his magical mouth.

  “We need to go and get you a ring” he kissed my lips and the tingles started below. I loved the way he tasted and he was going to be mine forever. The butterflies started in my stomach and that low arching wanton feeling began down below. This man already controlled my body.

  I pulled away. “What about the viewings?”

  “Fuck them!” He walked over to the door and opened it. “Hey!” He yelled. “We will take this one.”

  The estate agent immediately entered the room looking very pleased with himself. No doubt he was making a lot of commission out of this.

  “Good” he grinned. “Let’s talk money!”

  I admired it again. Wow, it was beautiful.

  “Do you like?” Maxwell asked pouring another glass of champagne for me.

  “I love it” I beamed. After we had got the ring, Maxwell had checked us into the Randolph Hotel. The same suite we had spent the day with each other. At least this time I didn't have to rush off and lie about it. I never had to do that again. I was finally with the man of my fantasies.

  “Here” he handed me the glass and sat down next to me on the bed. He draped his arm around and that smile hit his lips. “Now this is perfect.”

  It was perfect. In less than twenty-four hours I had gained a future husband and a home to spend time with him. I was a lucky girl. I held out my hand again to admire it. My Father was going to be very impressed by this. He liked Maxwell. In fact Maxwell had been the only person he had ever taken to play golf. That was a huge thing to my Dad. Maybe we could go and see him next weekend. Tell him the good news face to face. Hang on, I hadn't called my Mum yet. We were speaking regularly now.

  “I should call my Mum” I said taking a sip of my champagne. I watched Maxwell's eyes narrow and his mouth went tight. Why did I always get that reaction when I mentioned my Mum?

  “You don't like her?” I asked allowing my inquisitive mind rule my mouth.

  “She is quite a character” he answered. “Lets just enjoy today and we will think about telling everyone tomorrow.”

  “God, I love you” I said in my sexy voice.

  “Do you now?”

  I nodded and began biting down on my lip. “I love you more naked and laying in bed.”

  “I couldn't agree more with you” he winked. He took the glass out of my hand and placed the both down. He slowly crawled over to me and his lips united with mine. His tongue invading my mouth, then his lips moving down my neck. His fingers quickly got to work on my shirt buttons. He pushed my shirt aside and my breasts were at his mercy.

  Through my lace bra he begins to tease my nipples, tugging with his teeth on one and his fingertips gently pulling the other. I could have had an orgasm just from this. His hands slipped under my shirt and inside my thong. Slowly magically he found that spot and began to explore.

  I tipped my head back and gave a grown of pure ecstasy. He removed his finger and his hands appeared. He pushed my skirt up my legs, pulled my thong to the side and his mouth was there. Teasing me with his tongue- swirling, licking and sucking my sweet spot. My hands found my hair and I began to tug tightly.

  All of a sudden he stopped. I looked down at him wide eyed.

  Not fair! I was almost there.

  “Get on all fours, Miss Dawson!” He stood up and removed his jogging bottoms. I did as he said
. I felt him come behind me, his hands grabbing hold of my hips. It one swift motion he plunged into me. One of his hands found my breast and he began tugging at my nipple.

  My head tipped back and I found his lips. They were still wet and sticky from my pre-orgasmic dew. My fingertips began to tug at his hair. In between the kisses I heard his groans of pleasure. He slammed into me, harder, harder and at great speed.

  I had to place my hand back on the bed to keep my balance. Everything began to get blurry and I felt my relief flooding through me.

  “Fuck!” I screamed. “Maxwell!”

  “All yours” he growled, he slammed into one more time and found his. I clasped into the bed and Maxwell followed directly on top of me. I couldn't move. Every muscle was on pure fire. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath.

  Seriously, how much better could making love to him get? I looked over at the engagement ring. Guess I had a life time to find out....

  “How about a summer wedding?” I suggested lying on my belly eating chocolates. Maxwell had his back rested against the head board and working on his laptop.

  “If you want” his eyes never leaving the screen.

  “How about a winter wedding?”

  “Yeah, sounds good.”

  He wasn't even paying attention. Once again my Mr Golden Rule had turned back into boss mode. I raised an eyebrow, I didn't like being ignored. Especially when I was talking about the happiest day of our lives.

  I sat up and folded my arms. “Or how about I show up naked at our wedding and fuck the best man?”

  Finally he looked up in shock. “I hope you’re fucking joking?” He bellowed. I gave a little laugh and a slight smile appeared on his face. I slowly crawled over to him and gave him a sweet kiss. Instantly his hand grabbed hold of my chin and his eyes blazed into me dark but yet sexy.