“Yeah, he’s a character.” I laugh, she agrees, laughing along with me. We reach the steps, and security immediately catches up with us, while a few more of the guys meet us at the top of the stairs. We travel through the lobby in a huddle to the lift. When we reach the penthouse, I watch as Jess walks ahead of me, her body swaying with her steps.
Fuck, I thought sleeping with her again would kick this habit, but I want her even more, and I can’t fucking think straight. Maybe it’s the alcohol? It has to be.
I make a beeline past her for my room and flop back onto my bed with a growl.
The ring of silence in the room begins to mock my ridiculous thoughts, so I turn on the tv that’s mounted to the wall in front of me and watch whatever is on. It’s a football game, so at least I don’t have to flip through channels to find something I’m interested in. I fell asleep rather quickly, thanks to my alcohol consumption earlier. Ms. Lee doesn’t bother me the rest of the night, and when we wake in the morning, I take her to the other meeting I had planned with a plot closer to the city. Thankfully, the deal is a success this time, and we wrap everything up by mid-afternoon. After I call Pops to tell him the good news, we decide to spend the rest of the day at the beach.
Another far-sighted mistake on my part because I have to watch Jess bounce around in the water and bathe out in the sun practically naked in a string bikini. At first, she complained to me about the things Barnes packed for her, but with this suit, she seemed comfortable, and I wondered why. I didn’t ask, though.
The rest of the week plays out similarly. We have meetings; she attends every one of them in a new outfit that makes me want to claw out my eyes for even looking at the shape of her fit body in them.
Above all, we have chats that make me see her world differently from what I had before. A way that scares me, infuriates me, and makes me want to know even more. I’m a fucking mess-up here if it isn’t already obvious. That’s why when the trip ends, and we’re on the flight home, I’m sad to be leaving and getting back to life as usual. I think it’s because casual is no longer appealing when I think about keeping my distance from Jessica Lee.
Yeah, I know. I’m fucked.