SimoneI turned off my phone when I got home. I knew what would happen. Rob or Michael or Nick would call, and I couldn't deal with any one of them right now. How could I be so stupid? I'd fallen for three of my clients, and that just wasn't okay.I crawled into bed without eating dinner and covered my head. I wished I could just stay there forever, and never have to deal with the mess I'd created.When I woke up the next morning, I felt raw. I didn't want to move or think, but I knew I at least needed to check in with Mandy. If I didn't show up to work without calling, she'd send a whole SWAT team here to check on me.I was glad I'd turned off my phone, though. I had so many notifications, it made me want to scream."Don't worry," Mandy had texted, "This is all going to blow over."What the hell was she talking about? Was there something else in the news now? Shit, I really couldn't take any more.Rob had called a few times and left messages. Michael had called once and
SimoneI took a deep breath and stared at the phone in my hand. There was nothing to do but dial Nick's number and get it over with. When the story of Michael and I leaked a few weeks ago, the basketball player had been fine with it. Even Rob had been fine with it. Nick was probably used to stories about him in the tabloids, but I still didn't like the idea of having to call him and tell him it was my fault.There was nothing left to do but do it."Hello?" Nick said in a sultry voice. It sounded like he'd been sleeping."Hi," I answered miserably, suddenly feeling very emotional.The last few days had been an emotional rollercoaster. I had no more false cheer to spread around."Simone?" he asked.I could hear the sound of rustling. He was definitely in bed, which made me feel way hotter than it should have."Hi," I said again, feeling lame. "I'm sorry I've been MIA. I just needed some time to process everything that's been going on."He chuckled deeply. "It does seem
SimoneI was sitting at my desk sifting through new listings when a voice said, "Excuse me, are you Simone?"I looked up to see a tall, attractive black man standing in front of me. He was looking at me with a shit-eating grin that I couldn't quite decipher."Well, damn, I see why Michael is so obsessed with you," he said.I immediately blushed, hoping none of my co-workers were listening. I looked around, and thankfully they were all busy. A couple girls looked the man up and down appreciatively, but otherwise ignored us."I'm sorry, who are you?" I asked lamely, feeling called out."Oh, shit, I'm sorry, I'm being rude as hell."He sat down at the chair in front of me and held out his hand."The name is Alfred. I'm Michael Higtower's best, and only, friend."I laughed at this, and immediately felt at ease."Simone Carter," I answered, giving him my firmest handshake, though his hand swallowed mine up."Oh," he smiled. "I know! You've got my boy in a tailspin. I'v
SimoneAfter the showing, Michael decided to ride with me back to my place. It had been a while since we'd been together, and this felt like the perfect opportunity."Hey," he said softly to me as we sat on the couch together."Hey," I whispered back, moving to lay against his chest.He kissed the top of my head and held me against him."I've missed you," he said. "Everything's been really crazy lately.""I know," I sighed, twisting around so I could look at him. "And we haven't had a chance to talk about… things.""Things," he echoed. "What things should we talk about?I swallowed hard, not even sure how to begin the conversation. It was one thing when there was just Rob. In fact, the last time we'd talked about it, Rob was only a maybe. Now he was becoming a more permanent fixture, and I had to be clear with Michael about it."Well, there are you and me things," I started, then took a steadying breath, "And there are me and Rob things."I felt him nod."And," I
Simone"I don't understand why you want to do this," I whined as Michael gently kissed my neck. He'd spent the better part of the morning trying to convince me of his stupid plan, and I wasn't having it."Because," he murmured into my neck, "It's going to make our relationship stronger.""You and I have very different ideas of what will make a relationship stronger," I complained as his fingers trailed up my leg and close to my sensitive area."I promise you'll enjoy it." I could feel him smiling into my neck, but I still wasn't sure.I pushed him away and stood up, determined to get dressed for the day. He'd been trying to distract me with the promise of sex, but I kept overcoming his deceit. I was absolutely putting my foot down on this."I think it's going to make me feel awkward and uncomfortable, and I'm in a season of life where I'm only doing things that make me happy.""Clearly," he muttered to himself.I turned on him and fixed him with a glare. He raised
MichaelI turned over in bed, trying to hold on to the dream I was having. Simone and I were in a steamy hot tub, completely naked. Her hands were traveling down my body, but every time she'd get close to where I was waiting for her, my damn phone would ring. I pressed 'ignore' three times, but some persistent asshole was determined to keep me from a dream orgasm."What?" I barked groggily into the phone, not bothering to check who was calling."Now, I know you were not raised to answer a phone like that," my mom fussed at me from the other side of the country.I sat up, clearing the sleep from my eyes. I definitely didn't want to think about sex with Simone while I was talking to my mom."Sorry, Ma. I was sleeping," I told her."At this hour?" she asked, forgetting that she was three hours ahead of me on the East Coast. "When you were little, I made you get up every morning at six to make your bed. Now you're sleeping until eight? Have some respect for yourself."I rolle
SimoneMichael, being the ever thoughtful man that he was, invited me, Nick, and Rob to his next home game. I told him that it was a horrible idea, especially considering how much press would be there. He just kissed me and told me that we needed to face this head-on. Whatever that meant.So Nick sent a car for Rob and me and met us there. It was so bizarre, but I was also a little excited. Being around each man was intoxicating enough, but being around all three at the same time was on another level. I felt giddy.Rob and I were escorted to our courtside seats to find Nick, Mandy, and her new boyfriend already there. I hugged Mandy, glad that she was here to support me."You look stunning, babe," she said as we sat down. "Who are you trying to look so good for?" she teased.I was wearing a tight black dress with a Michael Hightower jacket over my shoulders. I'd spoken to Rob and Nick about it, and we all agreed that tonight should be about supporting Michael. I was really st
Simone The second I pulled away from Nick's house, I knew I'd have to avoid the office. Those pictures would probably be online in minutes. Everyone would be talking about me and calling me names behind my back. It wasn't worth the stress today.When we approached my house, I realized I wouldn't be able to stay long. There were dozens of paparazzi camping out in front of my home. I felt sick and violated. Not only had they followed me to Nick's, but now they were invading my sacred place.I asked the driver to pull around to the block behind my house and gave him an extra tip and a five-star rating. Hopefully, that would be enough to keep him from sharing his story of driving around LA's most notorious real estate agent.I walked carefully through my neighbor's backyard, trying to keep my heels from getting stuck in the grass. This was so not how I wanted to be spending my morning, especially after such a good night. Nick was as passionate as Michael and as precise as Rob. He