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Per Derek’s word, they had spent the day together at Hilltop House. Not only did they talk, they ended up making love on top of the dining room table. Derek had sat her on the edge of it and they went to town. Afterwards, they lazily went into the kitchen. Derek cooked dinner. Shrimp alfredo, chef’s salad, and homemade garlic bread. During the preparation, he had Chelsea help him. She did all right, listening to his careful instructions. That’s when she entertained the idea of taking a cooking class. Then again, there was something so hot and sexy about a man who knew how to cook. Derek was whispering sweet nothings in her ear on the sofa when his phone jingled. “Hold on, love. It might be Murray at the club.” He picked up his phone and looked at it. Chelsea waited patiently. Derek sighed with a little smile. “What is it?” “It’s Q. He’s trying to goad me into driving out to the Floyd Bennett Field toni
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Cameron Townsend cordially invites you to the engagement party of Mr. Harold Townsend and Ms. Angela King at The Richmond County Country Club on October 14th at seven p.m. Six weeks later . . . The past eight weeks with Derek had been the happiest of Chelsea’s life. Ever since the D.C. trip, Derek had been attentive, considerate, romantic, and acting like . . . a husband in love. Chelsea hoped he had fallen for her. It seemed like he had. Surely, he wasn’t faking it for the hell of it. What motive would he have for faking affec
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Chelsea had thrown up twice a day for two days. One day, she had felt so dizzy she thought she was going to faint. Derek had asked if she was all right. She had lied and said that she believed she had a stomach bug. He had suggested she stay in bed for the day and he left for Dawson Inc.Chelsea had no choice but to accept the possibility that she could be pregnant. In a way, she hoped not because she didn’t know how Derek would react. They had never discussed having children. But the other part of her hoped she was pregnant. A small little life that was a part of both of them. Something of Derek’s she could love for a lifetime.Since she knew nothing about buying pregnancy tests or being pregnant at all, she called the one Van Dyke sister who did. Constance. Her eldest sister had been more than happy to pick up a pregnancy test and bring it by Hilltop House. Chelsea was grateful because she didn’t feel like leaving the house. She was feeling pretty nauseas.It was almost noon when C
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Friday . . . Derek opened the penthouse door to Whitney Bartholomew. There wasn’t a gray or white hair in her brown hair that flowed straight down her back. She wore a skin tight, black body suit that showed every curve she had. She had a long leopard print shawl that hung on the crooks of her arms. “Derek, darling,” she said with a smile. She kissed him on both cheeks. Derek kissed her on one cheek. “How are you, gorgeous?” “Wonderful,” she said as he let her in the penthouse. She looked around as he closed the door and locked it. “This place looks like a bachelor pad. Your new bride hasn’t had a chance to redecorate, yet?” Derek was taken aback. “You heard I got married all the way in London?” “I still read New York blogs and the Times online, darling boy.”“Ah. My wife hasn’t been here since we got engaged. And she has her own house. I bought it for her as a wedding gift.”Ever since Derek and Chels
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Derek stood naked and tall in front of the balcony window as the sun was setting. It was nothing like feeling the sun while you’re naked. Whitney was naked and on her knees sucking him deep and hard. The woman had a mouth like a Hoover. That’s why he had always dropped what he was doing to fuck her. She was a damn good lay but her blow jobs were top notch. He had never been with a woman that could suck him so good. Derek leaned his head back as he placed his hand on top of Whitney’s head. “Aaah. That’s it. Keep it up. Ooooh. Yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Hooo hoo! Sweet Jesus!” He grabbed Whitney strands and sang like a soprano. “Ooooo!” The sound of the door knob hitting the wall hard got his attention. He opened his eyes to see three blondes. Who the – “Shit!” Derek shrieked like a girl when he realized who it was. He jumped back, pulling his dick out of Whitney’s mouth. Semen shot out of his dick onto the carpet as
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As dangerous as it was, Chelsea had left Constance’s car key on the windshield of the Bentley. She was too humiliated to face her sisters right now. She had run down the street and jumped on the first city bus that was pulled over to the side. The bus went through a neighborhood an old dear friend lived in. So, she hopped off. When she went to the apartment complex to visit said friend, she was told he didn’t live there anymore. Luckily, his former roommate had given her the new address. Chelsea wasn’t sure how long she had been waiting out in the cold breeze of October outside of the townhouse. All she knew was she was cold and it was dark when he had finally showed up. George Nelson walked up the steps of the townhouse carrying a brown backpack over his shoulder. “Chelsea?” “Georgie,” she croaked. “What are you doing here, honey?” he asked with concern as he took the last step. Chelsea opened her mou
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The next day . . .Chelsea sat at the four person table as George cooked breakfast. Since she didn’t have any clothes, she was wearing a shirt of his and a pair of his socks.The smell of cooked sausage filled the air. Orange juice and the place settings were already on the table.Last night, she had tossed and turned until George came to look in on her. They talked about old times at Columbia. Before Chelsea knew it, she was opening her eyes to the morning light. Talking about times that were simpler had relaxed her last night.“What are your plans today, CeCe?” he asked as he put scrambled eggs in a bowl.“The first thing I was thinking about was getting the locks changed at Hilltop.”“Where?” he asked as he put the bowl of eggs on the table. He also sat down the plate of sausage patties.“Hilltop House is the place Derek bought for me when we first got married – as a wedding gift. He signed the deed over to me.”“So, it’s legally yours. You don’t have to let him stay there,” George
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Chelsea had finally called a locksmith who answered the phone. Granted, it was Saturday, but the mini ads in the yellow pages had said they worked twenty-four hours, seven days a week. The locksmith she had called said he’d meet her at the Hilltop House at one p.m. tomorrow to change the locks. Then she called Chastity on the estate landline. She couldn’t remember Chastity’s cell number. They had a landline at the estate since Constance was born – even before that probably. “I’m glad you called. How are you?” Chastity asked. “Fine, considering. George is taking good care of me.” “Well, I knew he would. That’s why haven’t been worried. But you should know. Numb nuts called your cell Friday night. Then he came here today demanding to see you. He didn’t believe Jerome when he had told him you weren’t here. Thankfully, I had the foresight to instruct Jerome to come get me if Derek showed up and not Mother or Father.“He’s actual
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Three months later . . . Walter Lee Dawson’s estate had finally been settled in the court’s eyes. Violet Dawson was being seen around the city here and there with a distinguished hotel chain owner she had known for years. Deidre was the hottest new heiress in New York Society. Men, most of them a little too old for her, were beating the door down to take her out on a date. Derek was officially head of Dawson Inc. Businessmen stood in line to shake his hand and propose deals. Most of them weren’t good or too high risk. Derek figured some of them thought they could get away with taking advantage of him. What they didn’t know – and learned later was Derek had been doing business most of his life – it just wasn’t always for Dawson. He knew when something didn’t smell right. Derek was at home, at Hilltop House, listening to his cousin rant and rave over the phone. But he managed to get a word in. “When did Amanda leave you?”
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A few hours later . . . It was early evening when Derek had arrived at Hilltop House. He took his coat off as he and Chelsea walked into the living room. Chelsea had changed out of her outfit from earlier into a pair of blue jeans and a red cashmere sweater. She had on black socks – no shoes. Her blonde hair flowed around her. Derek had changed clothes from this morning, too. He had put on a pair of black jeans and a black and white polo shirt. “Would you like something to drink?” Chelsea asked. “No, thank you. I thought we could . . . talk.” Chelsea walked to the sofa. “Talk about what?” She sat down. “You know what. Us.” “Oh, you want to have that talk,” she said timidly. “Yes, I think it’s high time we do,” he said as he remained standing. “You’re about four months pregnant now. I think we need to iron things out and where we stand before the baby comes, don’t you
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Everyone had left Francis Chadwick and Derek alone in the sitting room. Francis walked over to the couch Derek was sitting on as he reached into his inner suit jacket pocket. He stopped in front of him and offered him a white legal sized envelope. “What’s this?” Derek asked as he gently took the envelope. For some reason he was suspicious of it. “It contains the codicil that was attached to Walt’s will. The one in regards to your inheritance if you didn’t marry – the codicil that is now null in void.” Derek’s head rocked back with relief. Thank god. I was afraid Dad had slipped something in that required me to jump through another hoop. “My instructions were to give you a copy – the only copy of the codicil upon your father’s will reading – if you had met the terms, of course. Since you have, you can do whatever you wish with it. The flash drive that the codicil is on is in the envelope as well.” I’m burning this
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The next day . . . As promised, Derek had called Chelsea last night. It was almost midnight; therefore, it wasn’t a long conversation. “I just needed to tell you I love you,” Derek had said huskily. “And to hear your voice before I fell asleep. “Oh . . . I see.” “You’re not going to say it back?” She had thought for a moment. “No,” she had whispered. “Why not? You know you do.” Chelsea exhaled. “Are you trying to play hard to get?” “No.” “Then say it, angel.” “I love you.” “That’s my girl. I’ll see you tomorrow at Francis Chadwick’s office for the will reading. We have to be there by nine a.m.” “I’ll be there.” Mr. Chadwick’s secretary escorted Chelsea down the hall. They didn’t speak. She stopped at a door and reached for the knob. When she opened the door, Chelsea was surprised She had thought they would b
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That evening . . . It was strangely coincidental that Derek was going to see both Bartholomew women on the same day. But he assumed the cosmos were trying to help him get his life in order. He had his former maid from the penthouse to come over and clean up his father’s Jersey penthouse. Derek wasn’t planning on being in it long, but he didn’t want the remnants of his father’s last visit lingering about. The buzzer went off. His guest had arrived. Derek had taken off his suit jacket and tie when he had first arrived. He had unbuttoned his light blue dress shirt. He opened the door to who he was expecting. Whitney Bartholomew. She hugged a mink stole around her body. “Darling boy,” she cooed as she crossed the threshold. She kissed his cheek so quick he didn’t have a chance to back away. Then she walked into the living space. Derek closed the door. He turned to see Whitney taking off the mink and drapin
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New York Society’s Loss By: Judy Budd Yesterday Walter Lee Dawson, CEO and president of Dawson Incorporated was laid to rest at Green-Wood Cemetery. Anyone who is anyone in NYC society was there, including Walter’s son’s estranged wife Chelsea Van Dyke-Dawson and the rest of the New York Van Dykes. I’m not sure if Derek and Chelsea are back together but she was standing by her man yesterday. Walt Dawson was more than a billionaire businessman. He was a pren
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The next morning . . . Deidre Dawson slipped her feet into Rene Caovilla designer shoes. She was wearing the same clothes she had worn yesterday to her father’s funeral. Then again, most women had to put on what they had worn the night before when they stay out all night at a man’s condo. She stood and turned around to look at the man who she had spent the night with. Quinton Johnson, aka, Q, was resting his back against two red satin pillows. His lower half was covered by a black comforter. Deidre had ended up at his place yesterday as the sun was setting. It was a miracle she had remembered where he lived. The one time she had been at his home was four years ago when he had thrown himself a birthday party. He had invited her because she was his best friend’s sister, nothing more. Now. . . “I still can’t believe I did this,” Q muttered. “Believe it, big boy.” And I do mean big. Q was the b
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After the repast, the Dawsons went back to their townhouse with Chelsea in toe. Ms. Violet had asked Chelsea to have a quiet drink with her in the den. Chelsea suspected she had wanted Deidre to sit with her instead, but Deidre had said she needed to be alone for a while. Everyone just let her be – along with Derek. He had said the same thing and slowly wandered somewhere else in the townhouse. Deidre had left all together. Everyone had been riveted by Violet Dawson’s speech at the repast, including Chelsea and her sisters. Apparently, she had more in common with her mother-in-law than she had thought and she told Ms. Violet that. Ms. Violet smiled at her as she held her brandy. “Hmm. You think so?” Chelsea was drinking club soda. Alcohol was bad for her beloved baby. “Yes. We . . . both were determined to marry Dawson men,” Chelsea admitted. “You . . . were?” she said with intrigue. Chelsea could feel the simmeri
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Derek was still trying to make his way back to Q. He kept getting stopped by people who wanted to give their condolences. Some chatted him up a bit about when he will officially be taking over Dawson Inc. They had deals in the works and wanted to see if he wanted to get involved. It was becoming a little too much. Can’t these people let him grieve in peace?Once he was able to take a breather, someone else came along. Deidre. Derek was slightly alarmed because she looked rather pale. “What is it?”“It’s him,” Deidre hissed as she encircled her arm around his.“Who?”She stood on her toes to whisper in his ear. “The man I told you about a few months ago. The one who I thought had an affair with Mother.”Derek’s body jerked. “Ugh, god. Why is he here?” Then he realized how dumb his question was. His father wasn’t cold in the grave yet and the vultures were already circling around a wealthy, still good looking for her age widow. “Never mind. I just answered my own question.”Deidre put
