Addie he understood living in a modest apartment, but model Dean, he didn’t see it. Most of the successful models were extravagant, and required a lot of expensive jewels, clothes, and apartments.
“I know I’m not going to be stunning forever. I’m going to need another job, so living modestly, means I can come up with plans for the future. You’re going up to see Addie?”
“Yes. Don’t call her Addie.” It was his name for her. No one else had the right to call her Addie. She was all his.
“You can call her Addie, but I can’t.”
“No.”
“Damn, you’re whipped, I mean seriously whipped, and Addie doesn’t think you have a thing for her.”
Shaun paused. “Addie has talked to you about me?”
“I’m good at keeping secrets, and it wasn’t like she could hide it from me. She was a married woman, who lived alone without her billionaire husband to visit. You were also dating a lot of other women.”
Gritting his teeth, he fisted his hands. “I never cheated on her.”
“I never said you did. I just put two and two together.” Dean shrugged. “I need a drink. Have a nice night.”
They both entered the main floor of the apartment. This building only had two large apartments, and it was in a good part of the city. He knocked on Addie’s door, and waited. She opened it, and was still smiling when she saw it was him.
“Hi, I didn’t expect you to come this early.”
“I left work early, and I wanted to come and see you.”
Addie opened the door wide enough for him to enter.
“I got a call from my dad,” he said, brushing past her.
“Is that not a good thing?” She closed the door and leaned against him. He couldn’t help but stare at her. She still wore the jeans he’d unbuttoned earlier. The shirt pulled across her tits, and all he wanted to do was strip her naked.
“No. Dad has just warned me. Our moms are not exactly impressed with your latest success.”
She sighed and stepped away from the door. “I made you dinner.” She moved past him, and he followed her into the kitchen. “They’re the only two people in the world who wouldn’t be happy about their daughter, or in-law, finding some modicum of success and happiness. It stinks.”
“They’re old school, believe the wife should be at home, with kids.” He sat down, and picked up his fork, digging into the pasta. One mouthful, and he was in heaven. Seriously, he’d missed out on this kind of cooking. He was an asshole. “They wanted us to stop by for Sunday dinner.”
Addie scoffed. “There’s no way I’m spending Sunday dinner eating whatever their chef has decided to cook. I’m not a child anymore, and I won’t be told what to do.”
“I told my dad we weren’t going.” His father hadn’t exactly been very business minded, so when the time came, he’d been more than happy to give the company to Shaun. Going through the disaster that had been left to him, Shaun had built the company back up. If it hadn’t been for Addie’s company merging with his, he doubted he’d have been able to save his.
Addie’s father had been business minded, while his own stank at it.
“Good. You can go by all means, but don’t expect me to. I’m a grown ass woman, and I refuse to be told what to do anymore.” She ate some food, and he smiled. This was what he wanted all those months, the easy banter between them.
“Do you like your parents?”
“Is that a trick question?”
“I’m just curious.”
“Well, you answer that question first.”
“Do I like my parents?” he asked, to which she nodded. “My parents are my parents. I’m tired of their meddling ways, always have been.”
“Would you have married me if you could save your company by yourself?”
“Wait, how do you know about the company?” he asked.