I slip two fingers in between her lips and reach around her so my other finger can work her clit the way I know how. Our position is awkward, but it’s fucking hot. When her pussy starts to squeeze my fingers, I smile.3LondonWhat the hell am I thinking? I keep replaying mine and Max’s bathroom tryst in my mind. I could’ve gotten into some serious trouble. It was reckless and completely irresponsible. I can’t do that again. But, my God, it felt amazing. Guarding my heart is going to be the problem.
“Earth to London,” Kim laughs. I’m jolted out of my thoughts and I focus back on the task at hand…finding new clothes. Every once in a while, Kim and I will go on a shopping spree. Each month I set aside a small amount of money to spend on myself. It’s one of the things I look forward to these days. My life consists of work, work, and more work. I have to splurge on something fun every now and again.
Kim snaps her fingers in front of my face. “What’s got you all preoccupied today?”
I pick out a cute Ralph Lauren top and smile. “Nothing. Just happy to be out of the house.” I drape the shirt over my arm so I can try it on.
She follows me over to a rack filled with cute denim skirts. They’re all on sale since summer is almost over. I find one in my size and add it to the other clothes I want to try on.
Kim purses her lips, her eyes filled with mischief. “Something tells me that’s not it. You have that after sex glow about you.”
My cheeks burn but I shrug it off. “I have no clue what you’re talking about.”
She snorts. “Yeah, okay. Who do you think occupied Max’s douchebag friends while you were getting hot and heavy with him in the bathroom?”
Gasping, I smack a hand over her mouth. “Oh my God, how did you know?”
I remove my hand from her mouth, and she smiles. “I saw him go in after you. You’re welcome, by the way. I made sure to keep our boss from seeing you two walk out.”
Groaning, I slap a hand to my head. “It was stupid. I don’t want to imagine what would’ve happened if we got caught. I would definitely be kissing a management position goodbye.”
Kim waves me off. “But you didn’t. Just a word to the wise though, I wouldn’t do it again.”
I snort. “Got that right. It’s hard to think straight with Max around.”
“It’s obviously hard to keep your clothes on too with him around.”
Rolling my eyes, I smack her arm. “Enough of that. We’re done. We had our fun and it’s over. He used me and I used him. End of story.”
Kim beams. “Smart girl. The last thing I want to see is you getting hurt by the likes of him. He may be smart, sexy, and rich, but we have to be careful with men like him. We don’t fit in with his flock.”
That’s for damn sure. I’ve often thought about what it would be like to live among the rich, to never have to work sixty hours a week just to get by. I grew up middle class and there was a time when my parents had a lot of money. My mother worked at the local bank and my dad was an Account Manager for a large food broker. He made six figures a year and we had a nice sized house. My dad didn’t like showing off his money, but he did take us on numerous vacations. Those were some of the best times of my life. That is, until he got laid off and we lost everything.
“I’m not going to get hurt, Kim. To get hurt, that means I have to get closer to him. Last night in the bathroom was it. I’m sure of it.”
Her brows furrow with concern. “You sure?”
I push her toward the sales rack. “Yes. Now let’s get back to shopping. Maybe we should start talking about your sex life for a change.”
She scoffs. “What sex life? I’m sure I could get it on with Poseidon’s dumb ass friends, but I don’t want to stoop that low.”
We both laugh and I can’t argue with her. Vance and Yates are egotistical scumbags. They prance around like they’re God’s gift to women. I’d love to see them knocked down off their pedestals. That’ll most likely never happen. The rich always come out on top in my world.
Kim and I browse through the clothes a few more minutes and I grab a couple of sundresses before making my way to the dressing room. I take off my clothes, leaving only my bra and underwear. Some of the shirts fit great so I decide to keep the ones that work. The denim skirt is a little too short, so I move it over to the no pile.