I was wondering who this person was. It was difficult to take my eyes off her; she had such classic beauty. She distracted me so much that I didn't notice when Mr. Williams came up behind me. Stepping to my left, he greeted her.Covertly, I checked to see if he was still aroused. Luckily, he wasn't. I didn't want this woman seeing something so tempting. Unless she already had."Hello, Lily. Good to see you. What have you brought for me tonight?" he asked, rubbing his hands together in anticipation."It's mint chocolate mousse.""Excellent," he said, taking it from her. "Would you like to come in?" he asked.I shot him a look, knowing full well that he didn't ever eat dessert when he came to our house. In fact, he hated it. Discreetly, I watched for any other changes in behavior to indicate whether he was interested in this woman."Oh, I won't be staying long," she said smiling at Everett, but it faded when she snapped her eyes to me."Before you go, tell me, how have you fared
I'd been in this room before and flirted with Everett under the guise of doing homework. Thinking about the fact that Everett had planned to fuck me here tonight made me feel both excited and ashamed.Mr. Williams kept his eyes on me. Somehow, he knew what I was thinking about."I know you've been here with Everett before but promise me that you'll never be alone with him again.""I do promise, but why?""You're too tempting. If I was Everett's age, I'd indiscriminately try to fuck you."I laughed feeling flattered then he moved to me and pushed me down on the bed. I was already dripping from sucking him downstairs and our earlier play session. It didn't take long for me to soak my jeans again, especially being where we were.From the bed I could see the clouds gathering outside. The sky was almost black then a flash of lightning lit up followed by cracking thunder. The sky opened and soon rain began to tap the windows.We dry fucked and I almost came from that. I knew if he en
Mr. Williams motioned for me to be quiet as he pulled on clothes. I nodded obediently, feeling disappointed to see his muscular body covered up. After pulling out a silk robe from his walk-in closet, he tied it over his pajamas walking to the door.Casually, he opened it and left. I listened intently, hoping to pick up on some of their conversation."Everett, what are you doing banging on my door? I was sleeping.""I need to talk to you. What does it sound like?" Everett bleated."It sounds like you're behaving entitled, just like we discussed," Mr. Williams had an edge to his voice as it became more commanding."This isn't entitlement. I have a real problem.""Then stop acting like a hoodlum and talk.""I'm not a hoodlum!" Everett exclaimed."I gave you a deadline to sort yourself out, but you haven’t followed through. Why don’t you do what I've asked?""I've tried. What more do you want from me?" Everett asked."I want you to get your life together. For one, stop drinking
So, I played a prank on her and purposely posted her photo to our group chat. It worked and she contacted me right after. When I retracted the picture, I arranged to meet her at my house tonight. I planned to ask her once she was at my house.When I got home, the house was kind of dark and I expected my dad to be gone but there he was sitting at the dining room table."What are you doing here?" I asked him, widening my eyes in surprise. My heart was beating loudly in my ears. He was going to mess everything up!"Why do you ask?"I needed to think of a reason but if I said anything that was an outright lie, he'd know. He always saw through my stories. He was clever that way."You said you were going to a dinner party. I was just wondering if something happened."That was the truth. He couldn't blame me for wondering. Still, I couldn't stop fidgeting. If he found out about what I was doing with Mila, he'd kill me.When he didn't answer me, I couldn't stand the way he was staring
Though I wanted to investigate, I realized I couldn't. If I made a sound up here, Everett might hear me. Sighing, I dropped back down on the bed, wondering how long they would be here. Maybe I could get some more sleep.The sound of cups and plates smashing on the floor shattered my serenity. Everett was shouting angrily. I could hear him all the way upstairs. He was so loud."She has been lying all this time. She was never a goody two-shoes!"The heavy door slammed, and I could hear his scuffling footsteps outside. Dashing to the window, I watched as Everett stormed out to the front yard. My mouth went dry as I pulled on my blouse nervously. I didn't like this kind of conflict, and it seemed like it was about me.My heart was racing as I fanned myself, trying to decide what to do. My stomach was in knots as I listened for Mr. Williams’ footsteps. When I heard nothing, I realized I had to go down there and see what happened.Cautiously, I walked down the stairs. Mr. Williams was
She stared at me with her eyebrows furrowed and said, "Everett has it out for you. He's having all his friends at school search for your 'new boyfriend'," she said, air quoting. "They aren't going to stop until they find out who he is. That means they're going to search everywhere, even at work."She bounced back and forth on her feet nervously."That sounds really bad," I whispered. Rubbing my temples, I sensed a headache coming on. This was the last thing I needed, especially because my father knew all the instructors at school. I didn't want this rumor to get back to him. Why couldn't I just pass my classes and be left alone?"What should I do?" I asked her. My best friend's advice was always sound. She'd help me think logically through this chaos. She blew a raspberry through her lips while she thought."I think maybe someone from the company could help you. It would be best if the group didn't invade Williams' turf. That would cause a big problem."Someone from the company..
"Mila, what are you doing? You could have gotten yourself hurt!" Robert sounded exasperated through his labored breath. It wasn't until I saw his wide eyes that I became aware of my impropriety."I'm sorry," I said, my voice trembling from adrenaline."Who are you trying to follow?" he asked in a raised voice."I-I..." I trailed off, unable to come up with a white lie on the spot. My mind was hazy from adrenaline and my mouth was dry. I was glad when he didn’t press and instead opened the door to go back inside.The table Mr. Williams had been sitting at was the first one I saw. I shuddered with embarrassment. He could have interrupted our date just like he did before when Robert offered to take me to Mr. Adam. Why didn't he?My chest burned with frustration as I racked my brain about how to handle this. He was pulling me in so many directions with little information to go on. It was like a game to him it seemed.When we made our way to our table, my stomach churned as I saw the
"Great job, Mila. You have a talent for business," he said. "In such a short time you’ve managed to finish two projects. That isn’t easy.”"Thanks, Mr. Williams. I'm learning to appreciate this side of the corporate world…maybe even beginning to enjoy it.”We chuckled like colleagues would but then Mr. Williams dropped the formality façade and leaned in closer."And what of your plans for vacation? Did your parents decide yet?" His voice was quieter than a few moments before. My heart was racing as I thought about the controversy my mother had revealed to me."Yeah, Placencia in Belize," I blurted out. My anticipation rose as I studied Mr. Williams' face. His earlier smile melted into downturned lips of a frown. Mr. Williams couldn't hide his strong feelings associated with that place."Do you really want to go there?" he asked me, flipping a pen in his hand, glancing away. Awaiting my answer, he began to pace. Spinning around in my chair I faced him."I do. It looks beautiful a
Mila's POV:: My relationship with Everett and Ada remained awkward for the next few days until the beach party. We barely spoke and whenever we saw one another at breakfast and in the morning, each of us tried to avoid one another. I wasn't the most graceful when people knew I felt weird. Finally, the day of the beach party arrived. Ada wasn't kidding when she said she had been looking forward to it for the entire trip. She had an entire outfit dedicated to it. Ada, as always, dressed very seductively, in a skimpy bikini barely covering her lean body. Draped over her shoulders was a barely there beach dress, which could be easily removed for swimming or otherwise. As she sauntered to the beach, heads began to turn. Plenty of men approached her and she was able to carry on a charming conversation with nearly all of them but then she picked one to have a deeper talk with. He was older than Everett and more distinguished, probably closer to graduating college or maybe he already had
"What are you doing, Everett?” “I’m bringing you back.” “I mean, what do you want? For real. Don't play with me," she said. I could tell she was exhausted; her shoulders were slumped, and her hair was knotted from all the activity. Though her voice was serious, her eyes were glittering with passion as they reflected the nearby streetlights. The sound of whooshing cars lifted her hair as I shrugged. "I don't know, Ada but I can't leave you on the sidewalk in the middle of LA." I walked over to her suitcase and picked it up, carrying it over my head until I was able to get it into the trunk of the SUV. "Don't take that without my permission!" she ordered me, but I didn't listen, and she chased. When I turned around, I knew she wouldn't leave unless I made her, so I picked her up and carried her to the passenger seat. She half-heartedly punched me once on the back, but I didn't react, so she went limp, gave in and climbed on the seat willingly. Ada remained silent and didn't speak
I felt frustrated like I'd made the wrong choice. Everything has been chaotic since I invited her. Then it dawned on me that when people who are close, hide dark secrets, it causes harm to each other. She was right in what she'd shouted to Mr. Williams. That was correct. "You might not believe me, but I think it was for the best that things came to a head. At least you've aired your feelings and you're going to find out what your friendship truly means to each other. I'd wager that you'll realize you care on a level you never realized, and it took this argument to make you understand what you feel about one another." His insightful words helped me feel better, but I began to wonder about something. Glancing at Mr. Williams I thought about our relationship, wondering if Everett was destined to hurt in the future. What if he ever found out? Did Mr. Williams plan to tell his son? I wondered with a heavy heart if I would cause more heartbreak. Everett's pov The moment I heard Ada cr
Huffing, I turned away, but Mr. Williams knew I wouldn't be able to resist my favorite pizza. He took out two plates and piled several pieces on each. There was no way I could refuse once he put it under my nose. That aroma was making me nearly drool. Taking our pizza, we came over to the sofa to eat. The light in the room was low and the ocean wind was making the eaves creak. It felt peaceful being inside. I glanced at him as I picked up my first piece. I sunk my teeth into it and my mouth burst with the mixture of flavors. The crust snapped as I bit down, the edge golden brown, even a bit dusty from the cornmeal, which I liked. The wonderful sourness of the goat cheese and kalamata touched my tastebuds, conjoined with the sharp cheddar and salty pepperoni. The heat from the jalapenos brought it all together and I delighted in it, moaning in pleasure. Mr. Williams chuckled and took a bite. "You make it look so good," he said, chewing. "I had to try it." My mouth was still full as
Mr. Williams held the pillow to his chest then entered, glancing down at me. He handed it to me. "Ada packed up and left," he said. I snatched the pillow back and hugged it briefly. My heart felt jabbed from the news, but my stubbornness took over. "I don't care," I remarked but my actions betrayed me. I still went to the window to see if it was true. Just as I did, I spied her; she was indeed leaving, heaving her suitcase into the black SUV. Inside I was screaming, hating that this was happening. How did our friendship become severed over a stupid guy? I was about to run after her, begging her not to go when I saw Everett. He dashed out after Ada, pulling on her arm. Recoiling, I almost turned away, but I couldn't look away. What a fool she was. "I hate them!" I complained to Mr. Williams. I was about to bang on the window when he came over. "Stop attacking Ada or you will regret it deeply. What you feel now is powerful but later it will be much worse, and you can't go back and
"Yes, I have something to tell you," she said. Slowly, she opened the door and waved me in. My breathing was shallow as I made my way closer. Sitting perched beside her on the bed, I braced myself. Was she going to tell me the entire thing? Her face fell as she said, "Before we went on this vacation, me and Everett ran into each other at a bar and had a drunken fling. I don't know how to explain it to you." Immediately, I should have been relieved. She must have been referring to when we all went out and I brought Robert to cover as my boyfriend. Could it really be just that? No, I couldn't trust myself to see reality clearly. I had to make a gesture to see what she'd say. "You mean the night he tried to make me jealous, and I kicked him? I'm going to confront him. That isn't anything he can hold over your head," I said rising from the bed. She reached out and stopped me, holding firmly to my bare arm. I looked at her trying to wring free, but she wouldn't let go. "Don't do it," s
Mila's POV:: Through the wind, I heard the voices of my closest friends as they talked. I stepped closer but soon I realized they were having an argument. Was it about me? As I came around the corner through the sand, I walked up to the driveway. That's when I heard it. They were talking about a one-night stand. My heart felt like daggers were jabbed into it as my mouth dropped open. Staring at the two of them, I watched as Everett spun around. I managed to slip out of sight before they caught me. Why didn't Ada tell me about it? My mind was reeling as I scuffed the sand walking along the wall, holding it for balance. I felt dizzy as I was in such shock. It shouldn't be like this between us. We shared everything and told one another all our secrets. She was the one person I knew wouldn't lie to me. I walked around to the kitchen feeling unsettled, like I was out of my body. As Mr. Williams brought the plate with the skewers in, accidentally brushed against one searing my hand. "
Everett POV::Ada's bullying story flung me into memories of childhood, when I'd moved from Los Angeles. I didn't have friends for a long time; only Mila was there to play with me. Our relationship was always good, but then I met some cool guys who changed me into who I am now. I'd been bullied, like Ada and now that I knew that, it made me feel closer to her. My deepest worry is that people will see me as that skinny, weak kid again. That's why I've done all I have to make sure that part of me stays hidden. But Ada just told me a similar story and she was one of the most popular girls around. I didn’t feel so alone and weird anymore. Everyone looked up to her and once I was around less, Mila became Ada's best friend. The two of them together were unstoppable but I managed to persist in their lives. At least, that's probably how they saw it. I held Ada in my arms, her scent and body warmth made me unable to resist. She was a very experienced girl and her passion the night we had s
Everett's POV:: Though I told her otherwise, I was afraid that Ada did cause Mila to have an allergic reaction. If so, it would be my fault that it hurt Mila. I've seen fake relationships between women before, where they drugged each other to sleep with a celebrity at school. One gave a roofie to another because she wanted to fuck the star quarterback. However, Ada doesn't seem like that kind of girl. Maybe I was letting all my suspicion get to my head. That wasn't out of the ordinary for my mind to go haywire from time to time, especially around girls. Glancing at the road, I eyed Ada as she sat in the passenger seat. I wanted to break the ice after our argument but I didn't know how. At least she let me take her to the museum. She was just altering the way she wanted to pursue me, that's all. Girls did that all the time. They couldn't keep up with the way I was. Sometimes I did it on purpose; I'd use a hot and cold method, but honestly, it comes naturally. They'd make me want t