“Her current employment is at Mason & Romano where she is partner at the firm.”
“Firm?”
“Yes. She is a lawyer here in New York City. She graduated with honors from Harvard.”
Holy fuck, so she was in Massachusetts all that time? Her mother gave me no inkling of that when I went to go look for her. I tried not to focus on the regret that was starting to creep in by not finding her and telling her how sorry I was. Why didn’t I try harder?
“Her status is showing single, never registered as being married.”
For now. Anger was boiling inside of me at the thought, images of the ring flashing before me, my grip on my cell tightening as I tried to remain calm.
“She currently owns an apartment in SOHO as well as a home in Connecticut.”
“What’s the connection in Connecticut?”
“I haven’t been able to get a connection yet.”
“Thank you, Bryce. Please update me as soon as you find anything else.”
I hung up the phone, a little more at ease now that I knew more about her. Harvard, wow. I always knew she was smart but she never mentioned anything about wanting to be a lawyer. My curiosity peaked; it was very unlike her. She always walked away from drama, even at school. Financially she was well off, but this house in Connecticut kept bugging me. It wasn’t the type of area you would invest in so why would she own property there?
I stood at the window, watching the city pass by. All I could think about was the fact that she had become this beautiful woman. Her clothing was another thing I wouldn’t have expected. She hated heels and dressing up. The glasses—oh, fuck me sideways. I stirred at the thought, my cock hardened. I needed a release, but Kate was outside. I adjusted my pants and walked back into the living room.
We spent the afternoon on conference calls with human resources regarding the recruiting of the New York team. If all went to plan we would have a fully functional office in less than a month. I wanted this office up and running, an excuse for me to spend time in New York City.
By six, I was done. Kate left to spend the night with a friend she had met in the city so I decided to go down to the bar in the hotel lobby. It was busy for a Friday night, the usual business crowd letting their hair down after a stressful week. A few young girls were dancing. I sat at the bar and ordered a scotch this time. One of the cute brunettes from the dance floor walked up to the bar.
“Bartend
er!” she yelled. The bartender stood at the end of the bar trying his best to chat up another girl.
“Oh c’mon, excuse me!”
The bartender looked up, reluctantly walking over to serve the brunette.
“Can I please get another Cosmo?”
She was pretty, maybe twenty-three tops. She had long brown hair tied up in a high ponytail. She was wearing a short black skirt with a low-cut gold top. Tackily dressed but she had a nice pair of tits. She waited at the bar before turning my way. Licking her lips, she looked me up and down.
“Alone tonight?” she asked, her body moving closer to mine, her hand resting on my thigh.
“That depends if you’re going to walk back to your posse or stay and drink with me.” I knew I sounded like a cocky motherfucker but I had this one in the bag and I needed a release after what happened today.
“You’re not from around here? I love a man with an accent.” She smirked.
Don’t all American women. She looked at me smiling, her lips covered in bright red lipstick. She jumped off the barstool and grabbed my hand. She pulled me through the bar to the restroom at the back. Slowly looking around she opened the door, pushing me inside. What a little firecracker. She grabbed my pants, unbuttoning them quickly. Pulling them down, she released my cock.
“Damn, you are one fine specimen. And this…” she said as she grabbed my cock, wrapping her hand around it, “…needs to be in my mouth right now.”
I looked down, watching her take in the whole of my cock, until I felt it touch the back of her throat. Hmm, great gag reflex. I closed my eyes, remembering when Charlotte would do the same, her long brown hair covering me. I grabbed the chick’s hair, watching her but all I could see was Charlotte, all I could feel was Charlotte. It didn’t take me long before I blew, the girl pulling me out of her mouth as she jerked me off in her hand. She quickly stood up and washed her hands as I fixed my pants.
“Well, there’s a first time for everything,” she said, sounding pretty confident.
I was amused that these young girls thought giving head made them powerful. Quite the opposite. I didn’t have to beg for it, darling. Fuck, I didn’t have to do anything.
She smiled quickly, then exited the bathroom. I walked over to the sink, washing my hands and splashing my face with cold water. What was I thinking? It wasn’t like this hadn’t happened before but I never had allowed myself to think of Charlotte when I was with someone else.
I quickly exited the bar and went back to my suite. I was so fucked, I needed to forget. Why can’t I forget? I took a long hot shower, hoping to wash away what I had done downstairs.