By nightfall, another piece of news broke that Sabrina was just an ex-employee of U Connect Inc. And is just upset that she got fired for stealing important information from the company. I roll my eyes as I read the post because if this is what Mr. Thomas means about taking care of things, it isn’t helping because that girl will be coming back. People like her don’t give up just like that. I scroll down them see them saying that the pictures were fake, someone even commented that it doesn’t look like Asher. There is also a detailed letter about Sabrina’s dismissal from U Connect, which led to her going off the rails and stalking us. Asher comes into the living room talking on his phone. I wave mine in his face and he frowns. ‘’Won’t this only make things worst, I’m sure Sabrina will get back at us in some other way.’’ The only thing he does is stare at me before going back to his conversation. ‘’It’s whatever.’’ Just as the words leave my lips, the front door opens with Mr. T
Your phone is ringing!” Georgia yells from where she is helping the men set the carpet on the floor. “I’m coming!” I yell back from the kitchen where I am unloading a box of pots and pans. I wipe my hands in the apron and just as I come out to where Georgia is, she says. “It just stopped ringing. But when she says it, my phone goes off again and I see Asher’s name flashing across the screen. I stare at it for a while, contemplating if I should answer. My finger hovers over the green button, and instead of answering, I place the phone down and walk back to the kitchen. I am still shaken up by what happened yesterday, even though Sabrina was being crazy a loony house shouldn’t have been the option. I don’t feel comfortable with it, and the more I dwell on it the more I wonder if they will ever do the same thing to me. Like what if our deal goes wrong and they feel as if I am a threat? He has the money to put me away and I have nothing, no one to help, or at least no one that would
When I enter the car, I see Millie smooched against the other door and I shake my head. Because if she doesn’t want to be here, then she can always leave. I can easily lie to my father and say she isn't feeling well. There is light traffic on the road, but even with that, we arrive at the restaurant with plenty of time. I didn’t want to lie, but she was taking so long in that room. But now I see why she looks so beautiful in that dress. And it doesn’t seem as if she put in much effort. And I have to admit that I can’t even take my eyes off her. She is a beautiful woman. I wait for Millie to come out of the car, only to see that she exists through the other door. Out of habit, I move to fix my jacket but remember that I am not wearing any. ‘’Good evening,’’ I greet the host. ‘’Reservation under Thomas. ‘’We have a packed house tonight. Let me just go check on table availability as the other party isn’t here as yet.’’ I nod, and he walks away. As I stand there, I hear Millie mumbli
Even though I am glad I am not included in their conversation, I still can’t help but feel left out. But what can I say, I know nothing about business and the only thing I know about U connect is that it is a telecommunication company. Other than that, I know nothing and all I can do is enjoy the music the live band is playing. Eat and sip wine, while they chat away and ignore my presence. I jerk forward when Yvette’s sudden loud tone of voice reaches my ears. ‘’I’m sorry, what was that?’’ I ask. ‘’Tell me about yourself.’’ ‘’Hmm, there isn’t much to tell actually. I’m from Queensbury, I came here looking for a job but I guess the universe had other plans for me because I found something completely different. And I am currently in the process of opening my own bakery.’’ ‘’Oh, that is all so wonderful dear, and I don’t believe in the universe but in God. Without him, non of this would be possible.’’ She pauses to sip her wine. I have to fight to not roll my eyes, because if only
Right as I am about to leave, Asher stops me. ‘’Let me take you to the bakery,’’ he says. ‘’It’s fine, I can get John or someone else to do it. Besides, I don’t want you to be late or anything.’’ Asher frowns at me. ‘’Millie, I have to pass your place to get to work, it is the least I can do.’’ ‘’Ok.’’ Asher opens the car door for me, I get in and buckle myself before he can tell me to and I see him nodding with approval. When we pull onto the road, I twist a little in my seat so I can look at Asher. ‘’Have you heard from Sabrina?’’ He frowns. ‘’Why would I hear from her?’’ ‘’I don’t mean it like that. Just if she is ok, still alive.’’ ‘’You seem concerned.’’ He remarks. “Asher, I don’t like what happened the other day. That was wrong.’’ ‘’Millie, my father does things… differently than others. The police wouldn’t do much and it was and still is the best way to keep Sabrina away from us. Being locked up won't put her away for too long and she would only come back for reveng
I decided that Monday would be my opening day and I don’t know if I should be happy or scared. Asher and his father put it out to the media about this big day and I know that if the crowd that is expected to come does show up, then it will be hectic. Thank God I have done some interviews and selected the best bakers, servers ad cashiers out of the bunch. ‘’I’ll see you on Monday.’’ Georgia waves. ‘’See you.’’ I wave back. She stayed back with me as late as she could, but her mother called and said her baby was crying, so that cut our gossiping and girl time short. I look at my watch to see that Asher is very late, and he if doesn’t come soon I might just lock up and go sleep around the back. I sit there daydreaming, I can see it now. Me cutting the red ribbon to my shop, me pulling down the cloth to reveal the name of my shop, I smile at the thought and get lost in my mind. I might just shed a few happy tears about all this if only my mother could be here. She would be so happy
It is finally Monday, opening day. It feels as if I have been waiting such a long time for this, and now that the day is here, I don’t know how to contain my excitement. And neither can Georgia nor the others I have employed after they notice the line of people just waiting to get inside. I look around, thinking that Asher would have been here already, but he or his father is nowhere in sight. ‘’Ok, Mrs. Thomas, if you are done baking and everything is all set. We can cut the ribbon and open those doors. ‘’I want you guys by my side for this. We are a team and I couldn’t have done it without you.’’ I turn to my workers with a smile. Georgia gives a big smile. ‘’Oh, this is such a lovely time. I can’t believe I am a part of a grand opening. Thank you, boss.’’ I wink at her. We get outside, and a few reporters begin to snap pictures and ask questions. ‘’Mrs. Thomas, where is your husband?’’ ‘’How come he isn’t at the opening?’’ ‘’Where are old my Thomas and the rest of the fami
I am rocked by another wave of shock, and this time it is because of Rich. He holds up a bunch of flowers toward me. I hesitate but take it, so things don’t look bad for the camera that is still taking videos. ‘’Hey, welcome.’’ I give him a tight smile. ‘’Millie, isn’t this just wonderful? I was in town and have been hearing all about your baked treats. I had to come and try one.’’ “What will it be?’’ I ask, returning his fakeness. ‘’I heard you have some tasty brownies.’’ ‘’We are all out, but a fresh batch will be ready in the next ten minutes if you are willing to wait.’’ ‘’What would you suggest?’’ ‘My foot in your mouth.’ I thought. ‘’The apple pie.’’ Georgia comes to my side. No doubt remembering him from the last time. ‘’Sounds good, I’ll have a slice along with sweet tea.’’ I put the order in and unlike with Asher, there is no one behind him, so he stands in his spot. ‘’So, where is that husband of yours?’’ ‘’Work, a place you wouldn’t understand.’’ He gives a smi
Asher lustfully licks at my skin. When he quickens his pace just a fraction, I suck in a breath of air. “Shit.” “You’ll come again.” “Always giving orders,” I murmur, all my focus on the spot where we become one. “It wasn’t an order, Millie, just pointing out the obvious.” He buries his face in my neck and pinches my nipple, his thrusts uncompromising. I release something between a gasp and a groan. God, the strength of him holding me, it is just as powerful as his Thrusts. I loosen my hold on his wrist and splay my hand on top of his, silently telling him I want more pressure. “I’ll bruise you,” he whispers. “I want you to,” I whisper back, turning my head and pressing my forehead against his hot throat. “Why?” “I want everything from you, Asher, everything and more. I want you to leave a mark on me.” It is nothing more than a breathy statement that has a double meaning as I realize I am seconds away from another orgasm. “Open your mouth,” he orders, moving his head bac
The second his lips gives mine a break, Asher goes for my ears, licking and nipping his way down my throat to my boobs. I arch my back, offering myself to him. He latch onto my nipple with his mouth and start sucking with deep, sensual pulls as his other hand moves to caress and knead the other, getting it ready for the same treatment. I let my head drop back and tangled my fingers through his hair, gripping tight. My heart feels like it is beating in my throat, my pulse all over the place. There is one thing I am sure of: I would never forget Asher and his touch in this lifetime. When he sucked my nipple into his mouth deeper and harder than I am expecting him to, I have to steady myself with one hand curling around the hard muscle of his shoulder as I try my very best to catch my breath. Never in my life have I come from just that, but I am surprisingly close. “Asher,” I murmur on an exhalation as he hum and sucked my nipples, sending electricity all over my body. I am not sur
Releasing my breath, I lay there and cry my eyes out, wishing this would be easier. I wipe my tears, looking out the window. The door opens and I feel like just yelling at him, it seems as if he is just torturing me. Asher gets into bed beside me. ‘’I’m sorry.’’ His hand soon drops across me and as much as I want the comfort, I can’t let me play with my emotions like this. He moves his hand then start stroking my waist and then my arm. “Talk to me?” He kisses my neck How can I think of anything when he is touching me? “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but I have nothing to say to you. This is all so confusing and I hate how you are with me at times.’’ I pause, thinking about what to say. ‘’I don’t like mind games and it feels just like that. You want me, you hate me. You are all loving then you are arrogant.’’ ‘’All of this is new to me Millie.’’ ‘’And don’t you think it is the same for me? I got married, lost my virginity and had a baby all in a year. Do you think I wanted
Releasing my breath, I lay there and cry my eyes out, wishing this would be easier. I wipe my tears, looking out the window. The door opens and I feel like just yelling at him, it seems as if he is just torturing me. Asher gets into bed beside me. ‘’I’m sorry.’’ His hand soon drops across me and as much as I want the comfort, I can’t let me play with my emotions like this. He moves his hand then start stroking my waist and then my arm. “Talk to me?” He kisses my neck How can I think of anything when he is touching me? “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but I have nothing to say to you. This is all so confusing and I hate how you are with me at times.’’ I pause, thinking about what to say. ‘’I don’t like mind games and it feels just like that. You want me, you hate me. You are all loving then you are arrogant.’’ ‘’All of this is new to me Millie.’’ ‘’And don’t you think it is the same for me? I got married, lost my virginity and had a baby all in a year. Do you think I wanted
He also kisses me. I don’t know why I am so surprised, but he kisses me so many times. Every time he leans forward and I feel his lips moving against mine, asking for entrance, my heart lose its steady rhythm and I felt excitement bubbling up inside me, the kind of excitement you don’t know how to hold in, an excess of happiness. I love it. I completely fell for him, I don’t know when but here I am acting like a shy little school girl to a man I am already married to. But this is the most perfect date I’ve ever had in my life. My husband is perfect. With all his arrogance and prickliness, Asher, the once player is perfect for me. He isn’t what I have had in mind or even what I have wanted for myself, but he is perfect and already mine, truly mine. There is no doubt of that in my mind. ****** I wake in the middle of the night, finding Asher spooning me. I guess things are back to normal for us, the first two to three weeks after giving birth he would act as if I have the plague.
I sit down, and he takes his spot across from me. He looks at me for a long moment before he let out a long breath. “You take my breath away, Millie Thomas.” There goes my own breath. That is as real and as perfect as it gets. “Is this one of those times?” “Yes.” Clearing my throat, I lean my elbows on the table and rest my head on my hands. “That’s a good start. Keep going.” He smiles then his eyes slowly drops to my boobs. ‘Finally!’ I thought. “I thought I told you to cover yourself up, head to toe.” “And I listened to you,” I agree easily. “I wore my coat, my scarf, my gloves, my beret. I wore everything I could wear.” “Nice try,” he counter, shaking his head. “It’s freezing out there, you’re going to get sick.” “I won’t. It’s all cozy and warm and perfect in here.” A kid who barely looks sixteen drops off our menus, cutting into our conversation. I drop my elbows from the table and start checking out the options. The kid next to us is chattering away and making
“Take as much time as you need. I’ll wait for you downstairs.” “Okay. Promise I won’t be long. You can keep the maid’s company.” “Yes. How did I not think of that? I’ll just go do that.” When I can’t see him anymore, I shout after him from my perch on the stairs. “What should I wear? What kind of date is it?” “It’s a date—what else do you need to know? And I don’t care what you wear as long as you cover yourself up, neck to toe.” I do exactly that. I wear a red dress that isn’t too flashy. Short sleeves, open V neck, a relax fabric that gently hugs both my boobs and my hips and ends just above my knees. I quickly dry my thick hair and straightened it. I do my makeup, focusing heavily on the eyes. I wear my thick black coat and wrap my scarf around my neck, also donning my black leather gloves. Grabbing my cream ribbed beret from the top shelf of my closet, I put it on my head and walk out of the room in a hurry. I can’t exactly run yet because too much movement still caus
THERE iS a small knock on the door before it cracks open. “Millie?” ‘’Why are you knocking? We sleep in the same room.’’ I narrow my eyes. Then again, if you don’t want to have sex with me don’t come in,” I warn the only person who could be knocking on the door. Despite my warning, he opens it and stands there in all his glory. Same suit, same everything, face and frown and all. I stand there in my thankfully matching green bra and panties. I am standing with the towel in my hands, and I keep standing there as his hungry eyes takes in every inch of my half-naked body. I have hips now, but I like them. I like that there is more curve to me, a curve that love the touch of his hands. My boobs are much bigger from giving birth, but Asher doesn’t seem to mind. I’ve never been happier to have almost C cups now as I’ve been when I caught his eyes on them a time or two. In any case, we stand just like that, him in the doorway with eyes glued to me, me in the middle of the room with my b
“That word, babe just about killed me, Asher.” “You’re trying to distract me,” he mutters, and I smile because it is exactly what I am doing and it is working perfectly. I tilt my head to the side and take a big breath before going in again. No one had ever kissed me like Asher does, sure it hadn’t been much guys who have had the pleasure to search my mouth with their tongue, and I don’t think I ever want to find out if there is anyone else out there who could. “Why would I do that?” I whispers, my lips still touching his. I bite my lip. “Don’t get angry, I’m not saying we should act on it, but I really want you, Asher. Just so you know, it has been two months since I had our baby. I am so horny for you, I need to feel you again.” I feel his smile against my mouth and then his warm chuckle. The sound makes my heart sigh in happiness. “Really? I had no idea. You only say and text it every day, a couple times a day.” “And you never say it, or text it, or do it.” “Because I can