Paige’s POVMy Callan is truly back, brain.You can say that again. Man, the amount of sex you guys are having, I’m surprised your hooha is still okay.It sure is a bit sore, but nothing a hot bath can fix. Besides, I don’t want him to think anything bad if I ever say no to his advances.”Hey, beautiful. Can you please stop talking to your brain, now?” Callan chuckled as he held my chin pulling me back to reality. It was a beautiful day and we decided to eat breakfast with Gwen out under the sun. She however, took two bites of her toast and drank her OJ and left us, rushing for school. ”I wasn’t.” I lied and giggled when he rolled his eyes. “I love this. I love having breakfast with you out here in our garden.””Me too and I’m excited to go with you to work today.””Actually, about that. I’d rather you go pamper yourself the whole day coz we’ve been invited to a party tonight at 6.””But—.””No buts, Paige. I want you to feel your best tonight.””Okay. But I’d really rather be with
Paige’s POVI took the phone from him and dropped it as soon as I saw the video. I felt the bitterness of bile rising up my throat and ran toward the rest rooms. Callan ran after me and kept knocking at the stall I managed to lock before emptying the most expensive dinner I’ve ever had. “Paige. You have to know that wasn’t me!””She grabbed your ass at the airport! Maybe you fucked her in the plane, huh?””Paige! Open this door right now! That wasn’t me! I never even touched her!”“You hugged her at the airport!”“NO! She suddenly hugged me and grabbed my ass. And I fucking pushed her! She’s just trying to get back at me for calling her a brat tonight.” “Then how do you explain the fucking video, Callan?”“I could think of a million explanations! Deepfake… A look alike? Jericho’s fucking sex robots? That’s it! It must be the robots. I’m calling him right now!” He said and the banging on my stall door stopped.I thought about all that he said and decided to open the door. I gargled us
Callan’s POV “Really? You’re going to leave me just like that?” “If you’re going to slowly throw your life away with drugs and alcohol? Yes. I will, Cal. Have you been lying all this time about being sober and never using that?” “Yes! You got me! I lied! I lied, Paige! That’s all you think of me now, anyway! You have no idea what I’m going through. Just when everything was getting back to normal this fucking shit happens!” All my blood rushed to my head and all I wanted was to scream so loud, but Paige beated me to it. “I don’t care about the video! You don’t have to take drugs and get drunk because you’re upset about it!” I felt the pain in her voice, but couldn’t bring myself to hear her just yet. I held on tighter to the blue pills on my palm, my fist shaking with rage. “Upset? I’m not upset! I’m so fucking mad at her, I want to kill her, Paige! Gwen is going to get bullied for this again.” “Gwen will be devastated if you hurt yourself because of this. How about we go on
Paige’s POVManhattan1:45am“Wait! Let me buy one thing before you close up.” A strikingly handsome man wearing a tuxedo with a boutonniere, pushed the door I was just about to close and lock. “Sorry. We’re close. It’s almost 2am, sir.”“Please? I’ll make it worth your while. I’ll buy the most expensive thing there and give you a thousand dollar tip.” “Yeah, right.” “Here. You can swipe the most expensive alcohol you have plus your tip.” He said, handing me a golden master card. His smile was intoxicating and his piercing stare made me blush. I cleared my throat and told myself to get a grip. Gorgeous guys like him are always nothing but trouble and heartaches.“Fine. Okay, come in.” “I’ll take a bottle of your most expensive whiskey.” He said as he sat on one of the bar stools.“Sure thing.” I said, swiping his card, before turning my back from the bar and standing on a stool to reach the Dalmore 50 which I was specifically told to keep on the top shelf at all times unless aske
Paige’s POV The rest of the morning was ordinary. Callan left an hour after sitting on his desk, and reading and signing papers. When he left, Darla and the rest of the staff seemed to relax a bit more and three of the other women came over to Darla and mine’s desks. “Hi. I’m Andrea. This is Macy and Bridget. We’re Darla’s bffs around here.” “Hey. I’m Paige Miller. It’s great to meet all of you.” I smiled back at them. “So…what were the two of you fighting about in there? Did you have a bar-night stand with him only to realize he was going to be your boss?” Andrea asked, smirking and the three of them giggled.“Bar-night stand?” I asked and then freaked out when I realized the meaning of her word play. “What?! NO!” I shouted too loudly that everyone else raised their heads from their desks. “Whoa. I was just kidding, Paige.” “Right. Sorry. I just don’t like people joking about me and might start a crazy rumor.” “But you two were tense in there though. I could tell. I know body
Callan’s POVI turned my phone on and it rang right away. It was my father calling me again. I turned it back off and decided to go walking some more. I took a swag of my bottle but realized it was empty. Where am I anyway? I’ve been walking and bar hopping since I left the wedding hours ago, and now I’m probably lost. I never knew New York looks so different when you’re not being driven by your driver everywhere. I sat on the pavement and sighed. Looking around, I realized it was a quiet street with only one store still open. A BAR!Getting up, I almost lost my balance and realized I was a bit tipsier than I accepted. I crossed the road without even looking and stood outside the bar’s glass door, looking at the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen wiping one of the tables. Really? The most beautiful? We’re drunk, man. We might be adding more points than she deserves. My brain butted in. You always do that, brain. You always butt in and have your own opinion. For as long as I could
Paige’s POV After what Callan told me about how he valiantly helped his ex fiancee, I felt like I knew him as a real person a bit more. He was looking at me with those mesmerizing blue eyes again and it was so hard to resist his charms. The door suddenly opened and a beautiful woman in a lab coat stopped in her tracks, shocked to see us there. “How did the two of you get in here? Her angry voice made Callan jump. He turned around and cleared his throat before speaking in a calm, but bossy way. “She picked the lock. You should’ve seen her. It was impressive.” “Oh, Mr. Holden. I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t realize it was you. Welcome back.” The woman said, her annoyance suddenly turned into a beautiful flirtatious smile. “You had sex with her too?” I meant to whisper at him yet my voice was so loud some passerby heard me through the open door. “Wha-” The woman looked perplexed. “No. Of course not. She’s married for crying out loud. She just meant welcome back to the building because
Callan’s POV “Paige! Come back here!” I shouted but it didn’t stop her from running out of the restaurant. “Fuck!” My cock was still hard and my blood was boiling. No woman had ever rejected me before. I’ll show her. I took my phone out of my pocket to dial whoever was first on the waiting list, but looking at all the names, I changed my mind and ran out after her. Just as I got out of the restaurant, Paige got in a taxi. Jimmy was quick to get the car and I told him to follow them without her noticing. What are you doing, man? We should just fuck Jessica. You know that new receptionist in the hotel? One call from you and she’d come running naked. No. There’s something about Paige Miller. I know for a fact I can’t move on unless I taste her at least once, you know? Your choice, Jefe. I’m just your subconscious after all. I shut my brain off right before he could end his evil laughter. “Where is she going?” I said out loud without realizing it. “Are you talking to me, sir?”