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36... Dance with you...
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A Partner For The Rich Playboy 37...Share a little kiss...
RYAN.Claire stood afront me like a statue, unsure of what to do. I don't know if it's because she really has no clue when it comes to dancing or she just wasn't comfortable dancing with me. There are few people dancing crazily here and there, and laughing excitedly, while Claire and I kinda looked like the odd one out because we were not acting crazy. She blew her cheeks out and said; "I feel like everyone at the bar is watching us" "That's because they are really watching us" I stated. She flipped her soft shiny hair from her face "That's not creepy at all" she said sarcastically. "So, what now? We're here, but we're not even dancing"I raised questioning brows at her. "Don't even start by giving me that look" she placed a hand on her hip "This is a bad idea, maybe we should just go back to the bar""No." I opposed "We give them a scene they'd like to see" I said, she looked intrigued, I continued "We have to make them believe we settled our couples fight, here on the dance flo
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 38...Are you crushing on me...
CLAIRE. I drank more alcohol than I should as I thought of what happened earlier.That fucking asshole!When I asked him to leave me alone, he could've simply paid deaf ears to me the way he does at other times, but no, he released me like he has been waiting for me to say the words 'leave me alone'. I shouldn't have said that knowing how badly I want him to teach me how to kiss. 'That's only an excuse to taste his lips, Claire'A mocking voice in my head said.I threw the bartender a smile and asked him for more of whatever he'd mixed for me before, then my gaze slided to Ryan and then down to his attractive pink lips. Fuck you, Ryan. ******I was tipsy, but I still wouldn't stop drinking, same thing with Ryan. The good thing about his tipsiness is that he obviously can handle himself better than I ever will. "You should stop drinking" He said with that authority in his voice I find annoyingly attractive at the moment. "I told you not to tell me what to do" I drawled each word
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 39...Did we have sex?...
RYAN. The ruffling sound of the bedsheets told me Claire was awake, but I decided to look away from her or I'll be tempted to start laughing hysterically as the memories of yesterday keeps playing in my head over and over again. "Oh my God" she whispered in a panicky tone. "Oh my God, oh my God"Did she think we had sex or what?"Oh my, oh my, oh fuck!" She said loudly this time. I continued to type on my laptop, still ignoring her. "Ryan, what happened?" She demanded, sounding edgy. I shrugged my shoulders, still running my fingers swiftly on my laptop. "Did we...did we uhm..." She paused. I smiled to myself. I could imagine her biting her lip, looking all flushed. "We're leaving for Chicago in two hours" I deadpanned. "Gosh your voice is so deep" she said and huffed, forgetting about the topic of last night's event. "That deep, bass voice almost got me scared"Ten seconds passed "Wait did you just say WE ARE LEAVING FOR CHICAGO?!"I closed my laptop and finally turned to f
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 40...Sleep with me...
CLAIRE. Mr and Mrs Taylor were really nice people as Ryan as described them. Ryan had informed me earlier that we are going to be at their place throughout our stay in Chicago. The Taylors know about the business deals he's having in Chicago since they're also involved in one way or the other. They had specially invited Ryan to their place and insisted he took their nice offer--That's what Ryan told me. Mr and Mrs Taylor welcomed us into their home warmly and asked one of the maids to show Ryan and I to our bedroom to take a rest. The gentle maid led us to one of the bedrooms upstairs and it was when I entered with Ryan it registered in my brain. Ryan and I are going to be sharing the same bedroom! What the fucking fuck!I took in few but important details of the perfect looking bedroom and was relieved to see a couch nearby, at least he would take that while I use the bed. I plunked on the bed "You're taking the couch" "Okay" He said without an argument, surprising me. That'
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 41...On your thighs...
RYAN. I don't understand what Claire was doing to me. I find myself wanting her around me, wanting to hear her light voice, so I try all ways to get her close to me. The door opened, she's back. The soft sounds of her footsteps filled my ears, followed by the sound of her body on the bed. Her feminine scent hit my nose, and I turned myself around to look at her. "Someone's going to bring it in soon" She says gently, resting her back on the headboard. "You look worse than you were minutes ago"That's because I feel worse, but I know as soon as I get a good sleep, I'll be back to my old healthy self. This sick feeling is not new to me, it happens whenever I'm very stressed. There was a knock on the door and Claire said a come in. A young lady about Claire's age, dressed as a maid entered the room with a glass of water and a medicine I'm guessing to be paracetamol on a tray. She took slow ladylike steps towards us and stopped at the foot of the bed. Claire smiled brightly at her. "H
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 42... Can't sleep...
CLAIRE. Ryan didn't say anything at first, neither did I, there was nothing to say. His stance afront me was bold and alluring, his attractive green eyes boring into me. "Why'd you leave like that?" He asked with no emotion displaying on his face or in his voice. Actually, I was wrong when I said there was nothing to say, there are a lot of things to say, but I don't think I can voice them out. "I had to come after you like a puppy" He says rolling his eyes at me. My spirit lifted at the thought of him rushing after me, but his next words brought it down. "I can't have the Taylors looking at me like I'm an asshole, which is why I'm going through all these stress of rushing after you"Oh, he's an asshole. He was only trying to impress the Taylors or he would've stayed to flirt with Stella and probably take the conversation to her bedroom. 'Calm down, Claire. You're exaggerating everything'I took a deep breath. "Are you okay?" He asked with observing narrowed eyes.No, I'm no
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 43... Button up his shirt...
CLAIRE. "You remember when you asked if I ever had a crush on someone?"When Ryan asked that question, I could already predict what his next words would be and it saddens me. I regretted bringing up Stella's topic. "Stella is uhmm...how do I put it..." He trailed off and I pray he doesn't complete his sentence, I don't want him saying anything else about her.The room is now quiet, he's probably not going to utter words relating to Stella anymore. I was about to have an excited mental dance for the die down of Stella's topic when he started to talk. "She's the first and last girl I ever felt something strong for"Oh. I flicked my eyelashes downwards. "Do you still have feelings for her?" 'Claire, shut the fuck up! You're hurting yourself!' A voice in my head screamed at me. I still don't understand why it hurts to know about his relationship with Stella. I mean, he's not my real boyfriend, so I shouldn't feel this way, it doesn't even make any sense. Ryan raked his hair backwar
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 44...Kitchen girls...
CLAIRE. Is it really possible to die of boredom, like literally? If yes, then I'm afraid my death date is very near. I've been on my own, not leaving the bedroom, not even for breakfast, I had my breakfast brought in by some maids like I'm some royalty. I spoke with my family and I went through social media, all alone in this very big bedroom. I watched TV, alone.I laughed at comedies, alone. I sang along with musicians on TV, alone also. And now I'm just tired of being alone and as luck would have it, there was a knock on the door. "Come in"The door opened half way to reveal Anita, Mrs Taylor's daughter in law dressed in a blue short dress. She stood at the entrance of the room, smiling at me."Uhm" she cleared her throat "I thought you might wanna join us downstairs since you're here alone, but if you are okay here, and probably like to be alone and....""I'll like to join" I said way too quickly. She chuckled, showing her white teeth "Okay" Anita and I didn't exchange a
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