Chapter 7

Taylor came out of the bathroom. She complimented Jessie when she saw how nice the dress looked on her. She took her dress from the bed, dried her body, and wore the black gown.

Jessie had picked the five inches heels and since Taylor was working tonight, she picked two inches. Jessie helped her with her makeup and hair but the entire time, Taylor was worried about her friend.

Jessie's expression couldn't be hidden no matter how she hid it from her friend. Taylor could always read them. "Your life might change tomorrow after you attend this party. No one knows." Taylor broke their silence.

Jessie laughed. "When did you become the dreamer? I am always the dreamer."

"I am just saying. What if your life changes tomorrow when you attend this party? what would you do then?" Taylor implored.

"By changing. What do you mean? Oh, like I get more gigs that pay ten times the one I always earn? That would be sick!"

"Not that. Maybe that, but what if you meet a man and he turns out to be the one you spend the rest of your life with? He loved you for who you are and helped you achieve your dreams. He turns out to be rich and sees you as a treasure he can't seem to let go of. What would you do then? Will you hold onto him?" Taylor asked.

"There is power in the tongue, Taylor McCarthy. I do not want a man right now. I just want my dreams to come true, so I would go with the first one. The ten times pay. Right now, guys are not on my list."

"All right. If you say so. But just remember to enjoy this night. It is your night. Our night and we are going to enjoy every bit of it.'' She picked up her phone when she heard a beep. "Our limo is here," Taylor said.

"Limo? You ordered a limo?" Jessie asked.

"No. My company did. This night is a big night and they are being supportive. Besides, I fucked my boss this week so he had to do as I say."

"What? You fucked your boss for a limousine?" Jessie picked her bag up. Walked over to the table and picked up the panties. She shoved it into the bin.

"No. I am not cheap Jessie." Taylor picked up her bag too and glanced at her friend. "I have standards. My boss has been eyeing me for over a month since I started working at the company and he looks hot so I wanted to go down on him too. Let the girl live her dream." Taylor rolled her eyes. She went to the mirror to check herself out. Sucked on her teeth after she was done admiring herself.

"Hmm, but you told me he has a wife. I didn't know you fuck guys with wives."

"Ugh! Jessie! When will you learn? His wife cheats on him too and he is aware of that. I won't even call it cheating since they are both in an open relationship. Whereby, he can fuck anyone he wants as far as he is still fucking his wife and she can do that too."

"I know what an open relationship is, Taylor. You don't have to explain any further. Just be careful and make sure you protect yourself. I don't trust guys who have wives and still fuck other girls. I bet you are not the only one he is shagging."

Taylor began to laugh.

"What?" Jessie asked.

"When did you start using those dirty words? Where did the perfect Jessie go? The one who preached to me just two weeks ago not to use the word 'Fuck' to communicate with her?"

"Whatever. Come on, it is almost six." Jessie stepped out of the room and walked into the living room. She went to the kitchen to take some water before exiting the house with Taylor next to her.

Taylor waved at the limo driver. She had been pals with him ever since she began working at the tequila company.

"Here you go, ma'am." The driver opened the door. Jessie stepped inside first.

"Thank you, Matthew," Taylor said as she entered. Matthew closed the door and went to his side. He entered, placed his seatbelt around him, and started the car.

Taylor and Jessie shared a drink as the limo started to move. "They will love this wine," Jessie said as she continued to drink. "Where is the remaining wine by the way?" Jessie asked.

"The management already took them. They left one o'clock to set up. I will meet them there. I told them I was coming with my sister and I would be a little late. My boss understood."

"Of course, he would. You fucked him." Jessie teased, motioning her hands together, describing how they fucked.

"Where the fuck did you learn that from?" Taylor chuckled.

Jessie scoffed. "Don't underestimate me. I am not as innocent as you believed I was."

Taylor shook her head. "I never once believed you were innocent. You? Innocent? I know you keep your things private and I also know that Marco wasn't the first guy you slept with."

Jessie gasped. "I never told you that."

"You talked in your sleep Jess. What was his name again?" Taylor tried to remember but instead, she said the exact words Jessie said in her sleep. "I love you, Caleb, come hold me, baby. I love the way you play with me, tease me, and stroke me." Taylor teased.

Jessie covered her ears with her hands. "Ew. That is disgusting. How did you even remember those words?" she yelled. "It was a long time ago."

"You said those exact words six to seven times when you slept over at my house. I guess we were eighteen at that time. It was before you met Marco and devoted your life to him."

"You are indeed my best friend for remembering all these things." Jessie nodded. "Keep up the good work."

"We are here ma'am," Matthew said as he pulled the car to a stop.

"Vegas!" Jessie screamed as she looked out of the window.

Matthew opened the door for them. They both stepped out. Jessie looked around. It was beautiful.

"Let's go in." Taylor said. She waved to Matthew and held Jessie's hand as they both went into the hotel.

***

"Hey, babe," Beth said. "What's going on? You don't appear to be in a good mood." As he entered the house, an irate Din was greeted by Beth. Din turned away from her and walked to the kitchen to get some water. "Babe?" she inquired once again. "I guess your day didn't turn out the way I had hoped."

As he set the cup of water on the table, Din nodded. "You're absolutely correct, hun. It didn't go the way I had expected."

She inquired, "What happened?" "You are free to tell me anything." "You're aware of that."

Din entered the living room after leaving the kitchen. "How did your day go?" "Did you have fun shopping?" he asked.

Beth picked up her pace and came up to him. She took his hand in hers and brought him in closer. Din looked her in the eyes. "This isn't about me, but about you. So, what happened? Was it your granddad, or someone else? I'm sure he's the only one who can make you like this."

"We need to talk about that," Din stated as he sat down on the couch. He patted the sofa, hoping Beth would take a seat so they could talk.

Beth slowed her speech. He said those six words that made her feel uneasy.

"You are correct. It concerns my grandfather. Today he said something that irritated me. He expects me to marry before the end of the month." Din clarified the situation.

Beth's expression had brightened. "That's really exciting, babe. Why are you upset about it? You should be content." she stated. Smiling.

Din let out a sigh. "He instructed me to marry, but not to you."

"What?"

"He had already decided on a woman for me and had threatened me. If I don't do as he says, he'll take the firm I've spent so much time building away from me. I don't want that to happen, and I certainly don't want to marry the woman he wants me to marry."

Beth put her hands on his shoulders. "However, you must." She said,

"How can you be so calm in the face of such adversity?" Din was the one who inquired. "I was expecting you to be irritated with me."

"Why would I do such a thing? You've put in so much effort for the company, and it's also just a business-related arranged marriage. You may divorce her when you get the company and your grandfather retires, and we'll organize our wedding." Din was overjoyed that Beth understood what he was saying. If he was the one in that position, he wouldn't have been calm the way Beth had been.