I had to look away as my thoughts drifted towards my cock wrapped around her lips, or deep in her tight cunt.
"No, you don't understand," I started.
I was about to tell her this was just a misunderstanding, trying to weasel an explanation out that would make this lookbetter. But then I had a thought, it was a crazy one, but one that could solve a lot of my problems. "That's my new girlfriend. I invited her to the gala with me.”
Her jaw was on the floor. "What?"
Her shrill question made me jump. "Yeah, it's pretty new. I was thinking of introducing her after the family vacation this year."
There, a win win. They thought I was seeing someone and I wouldn't be cut off, and I wouldn't have to find someone to bring to the event.
"Really?" my mother asked, looking almost hopeful.
Fuck.I really didn't like lying to her, but this was for the best for everyone. I didn't know why they were so obsessed with my love life anyway.
"I would love to have her for dinner."
I paused. "What?"
"I understand it’s new, but I at least want to meet her. Invite her over for dinner next Sunday."
"She might be busy," I said, hoping to slide out of this. "Her job is very busy around this time."
"I'm sure she can take one day off. Please, Ellie, I would love to meet her."
She was using that face, the one she used on my father whenever she wanted to get her way. Though I butted heads with my father a lot, he was always so caring to my mother.
"Fine, I'll ask, but I can't promise anything."
She smiled, clapping lightly. "This is going to be so much fun."
"Sure is."
God dammit.
I grabbed my phone and dialed my assistant as soon as my mother left. He picked up quickly. “I need you to find someone for me.”
Juniper
"Order for Addy,"I called, setting the latte on the counter.
It was finally starting to slow down after the lunchtime rush. I started steaming more milk, adding pumpkin spice because t’was the season. I had made so many pumpkin spice lattes today, I was sure I'd be sneezing cinnamon all night.
I put the last cup up on the counter then leaned back, glad the never ending flow of tickets seemed to stop for now.
"Could you watch the counter?" Jay, my co-worker, asked. "I really need to go."
"Of course." Neither of us had stopped for the past few hours.
They slung off their apron and ran around the counter.
I stood at the register, taking a sip of my now cold coffee. Though this job could be chaotic at the best of times, it wasn't awful. The money was good and it was only until PlanD took off.
The door tinged and a customer walked it.
"Welcome to the..." the words died on my lips as I was face to face with Ellery.
I stood there for a moment as memories of our night together flooded back. His lips on my neck. His hands on my body. His giant co…
