*Lily*I pressed the door’s buzzer and then closed my eyes. I shut out the taxi horns, whizzing cars, and easy chatter of the evening commuters as they trudged through the hip Tribeca neighborhood. This was the day I had waited for my entire life. I inhaled deeply, catching the scent of the familiar falafel cart two doors down, then blew air out, squaring my shoulders up and down. When the ringer sounded, I opened my eyes and entered the prestigious Tony Gold Art Gallery.In just a few short hours, the famed gallerist would showcase my latest collections, along with two other ‘rising star’ artists. Tony’s assistant, Miranda, stood in a skin-tight black cocktail dress, appraising the art. She shot off a quick text, then looked up from her phone. “Tony’s expecting you. Do you know how to get to his office?” she asked without smiling.“I do. Thank you.” Miranda’s cool appraisal didn’t reveal much. I looked down at my wide-legged trousers and tan cashmere sweater, wondering
*Lily*The din of the chatter in the room escalated, and the string quartet diminished. I thought Eva had said this was her father. I smiled at Eva, who prattled away at our first meeting in the dorms.I laughed, then looked for his response. His stare was transfixed like he was trying to place how we knew each other.“Have we met?”“No, Daddy. You’ve never met Lily. When I moved into Shetfield, that ungodly, tiny dormitory, you were out of town,” she said. She looked at me. “I was hardly ever there, was I?”“No, you were never there.” I laughed. From the soles of my feet to the top of my head, an electric current seemed to buzz straight from this man to me.“How do you do, Lily?” He leaned to hug and air kiss me as Eva had, which seemed to be the custom with the extremely wealthy sector. Another charged jolt coursed through my body when he touched my arm and drew me to him. I felt the heat from his core and breath against my face. The effect made me swoon, and for a mom
*Lily*I wrapped my arms around him as he deepened the kiss, his tongue dancing playfully against my teeth. I moaned as his hands slid lower and lower, finally jacking up my skirt as he lifted me up and set me down on the desk. He pushed away all the papers without even seeming to move his hands off me, and I barely heard the laptop crash to the floor as he expertly laid me down. He broke the kiss for a moment as he looked at me with hungry eyes, his fingers now inside my panties and exploring every inch as he moved closer and closer to my soaking wet….I awoke with a start, hearing a crash that I soon recognized as the garbage pickup outside. I sighed. Just at the good part… I’d been lost in the embrace of William Shaw. “Who is your friend’s father,” I reminded myself with a groan.I rubbed my eyes, remembering last night’s success at the gallery. For a split second, I worried that I’d possibly imagined the whole night, but checking my phone, the explosion of texts on m
*Lily*Hyped up on adrenaline, I rounded the corner after Eva’s taxi drove away, then before my legs failed me, I bustled up Amsterdam to Eighty-First Street. Breathless from nerves, I tried to calm myself before entering the large revolving glass doors of William Shaw’s building. Once inside the cool office space, I instantly felt relief from the extreme heat. It felt more like a mid-summer day than early spring.Depending on how my meeting with William went, I decided I’d hit the MET, just up the block, before returning home. The Metropolitan Museum of Art was one of my favorite places to visit when I first arrived in the city.Afraid of how William might react to my unannounced pop-in, I strategized as to what I would say. I planned to tell him I had met Eva for lunch, and she told me where he worked, and I just wanted to thank him. I had a legitimate reason for showing up. In the best-case scenario, he’d accept my gratitude and explain where he planned to exhibit my paintings
*William*I sat at my desk, trying to concentrate on our upcoming board meeting proposal, though my thoughts kept returning to Lily. She was even more impressive than I imagined, and our chemistry was undeniable. I placed my hand behind my head and leaned back in my seat, contemplating where I would take her for dinner. It had to be somewhere with impeccable service, outstanding food, yet somewhere off the radar. I wasn’t ready to be spotted by my ex-wife’s crowd.I also wanted Lily to be comfortable and not feel out of sorts at some grandiose place. And then it hit me; Francesca’s—upscale dining without being pretentiousness. It had the perfect ambiance, quiet tables, dim lighting, light music, and savory French cuisine.It had to be perfect for our first date. I smiled. I couldn’t help smiling since we’d met. I couldn’t believe I was actually dating again. I hadn’t seen anyone since that awful double date last spring. My best friend, Jim Stroud, recently divorced as well, asked
*Lily*It was late afternoon, and I still hadn’t a clue what to wear on my date with William. I had spent the afternoon languishing over the MET’s Surrealist collaboration. The artists’ narrative regarding the challenges of social and political unrest captivated me. I jotted down several ideas, inspired to get back to work on a new series.Tony had texted, inviting me to come by the studio for one last look at my paintings before they shipped to William Shaw and company. I told him it might be painful to see them one last time and to proceed with the shipment. In the back of my mind, I felt hopeful I might see them again if a relationship with William was in my future. This was all crazy speculation on my part, as one dinner does not constitute a predestined relationship; however, in the back of my mind, I felt it was destiny. Our meeting, the mutual attraction—it all seemed fated. Never before had I ever felt so drawn to a person, my heart expanding in such a way I might burst
*Lily*William’s whole persona changed, and I hardly recognized him as he addressed the woman standing before us. Her flaxen hair was pulled back in a tight bun, and she wore a Burberry trench coat. “Hello, Elaine.” William nodded, barely looking up from the wine list.“William, where are your manners?” Elaine put her hand on her hip, flashing a three-carat diamond-sized ring in my vision. “Who do we have here?”William cleared his throat. “Elaine, this is Lilian.”I frowned at him for not using my real name, but I gathered he didn’t want Elaine telling his ex-wife, who might mention it to Eva. I tried to push Eva to the back of my mind, wondering if she might be okay with the fact that I was dating her father in some alternative universe. I feared the answer would always be a resounding no. We exchanged greetings with the friend of Eva’s mother, and I couldn’t help pondering what William’s ex-wife looked like. I was sure she was beautiful. The woman, Elaine, turned to m
*Lily*The following morning was Saturday. I stretched my arms and legs, hoping to languish under the covers for a few an hour or two longer, but the smell of coffee forced me to stand. I stumbled to the kitchen for a cup of joe, feeling slightly hungover. The boys were up and dressed, watching the news. The door to our small balcony was open, and a light breeze ruffled the magazines on the table. I wrapped a blanket around my shoulders and sat on the sofa across from them with the biggest smile. They weren’t home when I’d arrived last night, and I knew they wanted details about my night with William. “Look how happy she is. Spill it,” said Adam. “Start from the moment you walked out the door.”I filled them in on the highlights–the restaurant, the champagne, and the marvelous food and dessert. I left out the bit about meeting William’s ex-wife’s friend. They seemed floored that William took me on a private museum tour to see the planetarium’s exclusive screening.“We star
*Lily*With the wedding day already here, I felt jittery as I prepared to walk down the aisle toward my beloved, William. It had been a busy morning filled with preparations for hair and makeup and I was more than ready to get the show on the road. I could feel the excitement in the air surrounded by our friends and family. My excitement was apparent too, with adrenaline pumping throughout my entire being.My heart had been pumping fast as I stepped into the foyer, waiting for the doors to open so I could make my debut. My heart was also overflowing with love for William and the joy he brought me. As tradition usually went, we hadn't seen each other that day yet and I missed seeing his face. I couldn't wait to embrace him and marry him. I heard the organ start its tune, the music carrying to the foyer where I was waiting. We had picked out our songs together and I recognized it immediately. The doors opened slowly and I saw the audience members stand and turn to face me. Holy sh
*Lily*Sometimes life just needed a welcome distraction. I knew my life had been a roller coaster lately, and I gladly jumped at the chance for a change in routine. My mission today was to find a wedding dress.This was all surreal to me. Little old me marrying a handsome and amazing man like William. I needed to find the perfect dress!I couldn't keep our engagement a secret with the tabloids already running many heated articles about us. I had called friends and family to tell them of our engagement, hoping that I’d reach them before the news articles had. I would have rather them hear from me or William directly. I wasn't sure if I'd ever get used to this much publicity.Having run to a nearby coffee shop to meet my dear friend, Farrah, I awaited her arrival sipping on a caramel latte. I had been apprehensive to look up on Google what the current fashion wedding dress trends were. I wasn't the most fashionable person in the world, and Farrah had helped me often in this realm
*William*After spending the night together making love, I found myself at work the next day still somewhat happily in shock. On Lily's finger rested the ring that I had given her when I asked her to marry her. I was lucky to find a woman like her at my age. She was everything I wanted and more. The second my foot stepped over the office threshold, Grace Kim smiled over at me with a knowing look. She had known about the dinner plans, but she must have found out either from Lily or Jim about our engagement with the way she grinned at me. She licked her lips and had just finished up a phone call placing the receiver back in its holder.She stood and greeted me, smoothing her dress. "Mr. Shaw, congratulations are in order! I've heard the wonderful news about your engagement to Ms. Lily Matthews. I hope you both are happy and spend many long years together. I had a feeling she was the one the minute I heard about her.""Well, thank you very much, Grace. Your kind words mean a lot
*Lily*As we walked into our front foyer, we kicked our shoes off and William eagerly watched me as I took my jacket off. He seemed to groan out loud watching me stretch out of the fabric and before I could hang it, he pushed me up against the wall groaning against me. His erection was thrust hard against my soft thigh as he breathed in my ear.Whispering softly he said, "I have to worship you, my love, stay right here. My new little fiance.""But William, I want to make you happy too," I whined but he shushed me holding a finger to my lips.I gasped as he encouraged me to flatten against the wall behind me and then seized my lips with his own, roughly kissing me. I kissed him back feverishly, placing my hands on his pecs, starting to feel his muscles and massage him. He felt amazing with his sexy, hard body against my own. I wanted him badly and wondered what plans he had in store for me.William pulled my dress over my head and continued kissing me. He kissed down my neck a
*Lily*Looking into William's eyes I could hear his voice trembling with anticipation. No wonder he had been so distracted today. He slowly brought a velvet-covered box out of his suit pocket and my eyes widened in shock. This was it, it was really happening. It had to be exactly what I thought it was, a marriage proposal.I couldn’t believe my eyes. He wanted to marry me? Little old me?William smiled at me as he spoke, "I've often wondered what our future would hold. And then I realized we have power over our future, and I took control of it. Lily, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want your love, support, and time. I want to be with you forever."My heart seemed to jump in my throat as I eyed the box and looked back at him. My mouth opened incredulously. I was at a loss for words, the joy exploding in my chest."Lily Matthews, will you do the honor of marrying me? Would you be my wife? Would you spend the rest of your days with me?" William asked as his voice
*Lily*The fall of my footsteps clicked on the pavement as the sidewalk lay before me. I was on my way to meet William and was excited to share the news. The interview I had with the magazine was finally published! It had been released today and potential client inquiries had come pouring in through my phone. It was an amazing day, I couldn't help but feel thrilled that my work inspired others and caused them to reach out.I clutched a copy of the magazine in my hand proudly. I felt like I was on top of the world, or rather on cloud nine. I couldn't wait to show William the magazine article.I stared into the tall windows of the Italian food restaurant where William said he'd meet me. It was extremely elegant with long tall blue curtains swept off to the side. I could hear the typical Italian music playing and it sounded so romantic. The wait staff bustled around inside with pressed white and black uniforms with a professional air about them. This was a stunning and fancy restaur
*William*After arriving back in New York, Lily wanted to focus on her paintings. I could do nothing but oblige because it must have come as a welcome distraction. Paris had been a dream until Jean Laurent ruined our visit. That mother fucker got what was coming to him. I was glad to put even more distance between him and Lily. I'd protect her with my life if I had to, I wouldn't lose her again.Pretty much the second we were back in the States, my friend Jim asked me to go golfing with him. Jim and I had been longtime friends, practically since young teenage boys. We had been through some interesting times together pranking classmates, causing mayhem for our parents, and throwing some wild parties. Now that we were older we mainly smoked cigars or played golf. We weren't as wild as we had been once upon a time.I owed him after the favor I called in while I was in Paris. I knew he’d risked a lot by sharing information with me but it was what helped me confirm Jean Laurent’s iden
*Lily*I fully submerged myself in the warm water to wash the slime out of my hair. Having no shower or real toilet for those hours I was with Jean had taken its toll on me. I squirted a large amount of shampoo and conditioner into my hair, scrubbing hard. William swatted my hands away as he began to massage my scalp and temples.."I said I want to help, I'm not leaving you alone another second," he said sitting on the edge of the tub focused entirely on me.I blinked with surprise and dropped my arms back into the warm, bubble-filled water. I hadn't taken him seriously but I chastised myself now knowing when William said something he meant it. I felt spoiled knowing most men just said whatever women wanted to hear, while William always followed through with his words and put them into action. I sighed feeling his fingers scrub away, and I could finally rest comfortably."I'm so happy you are back with me," he said, plunging his hands into the water to wash away the suds. "You
*Lily*I sighed with relief hearing Jean Laurent being placed into the cop car. I didn't register what all of the voices were saying around us. Only William. His hands hadn't left my body, touching me everywhere as if to make sure I was actually there. We hadn't said a word about our previous fight, it had been forgotten.I still couldn't believe I was out of the basement. I had been rescued by the exact person I had wanted to see. William and I were finally reunited, our embrace had offered me a sense of safety and solace in the midst of the chaos. His arms had felt so large as they tucked me closer into his body. I was safe again.I frowned trying to remember what had happened, like the trauma was already being blotted from my memory. From what I could recall, William had thrown Jean off of me in a fit of pure rage. I had never seen William like that and if it had been a different circumstance I would have been shocked. I realized now how much William cared for me the more time