Christmas passed by without a hitch. I spent it in Hawaii. It was still fairly warm and so I spent that holiday much the same as the first one.
I did have to avoid all of the holiday sh*t going on everywhere, but being somewhere that wasn't home made it easier to face by myself. I ate to my heart's content and swam and took tours up to the volcano.I enjoyed it there almost too much. It made me think of relocating to somewhere like here, where every day felt like a vacation, but at the same time, I didn't want to hide away anymore.Not only that, but I got things going for that house I found. I talked to the realtor and was able to start the paperwork on my new house. It was an ongoing process, but seeing as I had good credit and money to put down on it, it was going easier than I thought.So I took the time to enjoy myself in Hawaii, visiting different islands and doing every single touristy thing I could do. I hiked to some waterfalls and kayakI curse and I know I can refuse it but...I don't. I put my earrings back in and find my top from my last dance. I take a few deep breaths after I put it on and fix my hair and makeup.I got to Apple and asked her which private room he was in and she pointed to the first one. I feel like my heart is about to beat straight out of my chest but I straighten up and walk into the room.He's sitting ramrod straight in the room, his eyes on me as I step up onto the small circle stage in the center of the dark room. Music starts to play, but I put my hands on my hips and stare down at Jordan Starr."What the hell are you doing here?"His mouth pops open and he stares at me, his throat bobbing. "Trust me, Kelly, I didn't know you worked here. I-I didn't know."I walk off of the stage stand in front of him and glare down at him. "Is your brother here with you?"His eyes widen and he shakes his head. "N-No! I'm here with Lyle and Keenan."
Jordan made good on his promise and we hung out. We would meet up for lunch, and even though I sucked at school, he would show me his school work and I was able to help with a few assignments.He would bring me pizza after work some nights when he was out with his friends and we would hit up the movies on Sundays, just to get out of the house.And I found myself laughing and smiling more often than not. Jordan knew not to bring up James in any way and I think that was the only thing we tiptoed around. And sometimes when I would look at him, my breath would catch and I'd have to distance myself for a couple of days because he would look like his older brother. And I think he understood it. We were good friends for about a month and a half until I think the both of us kind of ruined it in one night.It was on my off day, Sunday. Jordan had pushed me a little on my no-drinking rule I put on myself and I had gotten us some beer fr
He's breathing hard and his throat is bobbing as he shakes his head. "Kelly... I-I'm sorry. I...You're f*cking beautiful and I'll probably regret this for the rest of my life, but...I can't. We can't do this."And I press my lips together and I know I've ruined it. I know that this short-lived friendship Jordan and I had was now done for, all because I gave in and drank and acted stupid. My hormones got the best of me and I shouldn't have even touched him."I know. I'm sorry. I- it's my fault."I get up off the floor and find a T-shirt that I had lying on the ground because I hadn't done laundry. I pull it on quickly and watch as he buttons himself back up. "It's...not. It's not your fault. Not by a long shot. I...I wanted to. I really did. I would have. But...He's my brother. And I know we don't talk about him, but I would feel like sh*t if one of my brother's did that to me."And that's when I get angry. Not at Jordan, but just because
Liam"Liam! Can you do me a quick favor!"I sigh and roll my eyes. I zip myself back up and flush the toilet. I wash my hands and sneer at the monogrammed hand towels Sarah has in her bathroom. S.S. on this one and J.S. on the other."Yeah, what is it?" I walk out of the bathroom and down the hall to the kitchen where Sarah is running around like a chicken with its head cut off. Not like I've seen one before, but I was pretty sure that's what she was acting like."I asked James for the pictures that we took in the gardens. I have like...two hours to turn them into the videographer and I thought he did it before he left, but he didn't. Can you go to the bedroom and grab his laptop and get the pictures sent to my email?""And why didn't James do that?""Because he was running late for his flight. His brother and friends were adamant that he go and celebrate with them, so...here we are."I nod slowly and turn my ass back ar
You know you're an adult when you get excited about brand-new appliances. In my case, I was washing all day and drying with my brand-new washer and dryer.My couch was full of clothes and I was grinning from ear to ear even though now I had to put everything up. But I felt proud. I felt super f*cking proud of finally not having to take all of my stuff to the Laundromat. At the apartment, we had to use a communal laundromat and it sucked having to lug laundry down the stairs. Now I had the luxury of having them in the same house and they were beautiful.I sat on my couch and began folding everything with a pile of hangers sitting next to me on the couch. I had a pile of jeans, neatly folded on the corner, a pile of my period panties, a pile of work panties, a pile of bras, my t-shirts were hanging over the edge of the couch with hangers on them, and shorts in a pile on the floor right next to my feet.I hadn't done this much laundry in so long and
I glared down at the invitation sitting in front of me on my bed. It was worn and wrinkled from the countless times over the past three weeks that I've let myself look at it. James and Sarah. Sarah and James. I looked at the date of the wedding, just three days away, and groaned, running a hand over my face. I went into the kitchen where I had left the damn plane ticket and stared at the date of departure and the time. Tomorrow morning at five in the morning. I tossed the ticket back into the drawer and looked down at the closed drawer. The amount of times I've done this was almost as much as I've crumpled up the damn invitation. I grabbed a half-full water bottle from my counter and threw it across the kitchen and stomped down the damn hall back to my room. It's not healthy. None of my actions these past three weeks have been healthy. I've broken my no-crying rule countless times and taken myself into the dark corners of
At the airport I got all checked in and got my bag checked, leaving out my makeup bag as a carry-on.When we board, I hadn't noticed that he booked me on first class, so that was a nice surprise and so I'm sitting on the plane and I'm feeling antsy as f*ck. Everything in me is telling me to not go, but I'm already on. I'm already here and so I just buckle up and close my eyes.I slept the entire way because I hadn't gotten sleep and when we landed, I was kind of in a crabby mood. I didn't get to get my makeup on and I feel like I'm unarmored. I get off the plane and my heart is beating a million miles a minute. The airport is bustling and I'm not completely sure if I should rent a car or what the f*ck I'm going to do. I should have gotten Liam's number.But my worry fades when I spot the douchy asshole that started this whole nightmare, leaning against a wall with a small smile when he spots me. He lifts a hand, as I get near
Standing in front of the mirror, I made sure I had my armor on for what was to come. Back in the bedroom, I could hear his phone tinkle and I held my breath and listened."Hey, yeah, I'm bringing my date for lunch so you can meet her."I stilled. I stared at my minimal makeup and nodded. All I put on was a coat of lipgloss and some mascara. Anything else felt like I was trying too hard. I redid my French braid and walked out of the bathroom.He smiled at me as I walked out and I gave him a tight smile back. My stomach was all twisted and I was getting nervous by the second."Ready?""As ready as I'm going to get.""Are you nervous?"I looked at him and he smirked. "Don't be. I've got you. If things start to get hairy, we'll leave.""Define hairy.""Awkward. Angry. Sad. Any negative type feelings."I sigh and nod. "Okay. Safe word?"He grinned then, showing off his p
I have found myself to be more relaxed than I have ever been before and it all has to do with Liam. I go to school and because my schedule for work is so different now, I actually have time to study. I have lunches with him almost every day and when I'm off and he comes home, I'm deliriously happy.It feels almost too good to be true, which is the scariest part. I feel like here lately I've been too happy and something sh*tty is about to come around the corner and bite me in the ass. And I wait for it. I may be comfortable, but it doesn't mean that I'm not waiting for my happiness to turn to ashes in my mouth.Until then, I'm enjoying just being with him. When his stuff arrives from Boston I unpack most of it while he's at work after school. I hang up his expensive looking suits and fill the bathroom vanity with all of his toiletries. I'm happy seeing my space being shared by someone I care about. I'm excited and also scared of the future that is coming o
LiamIt's done. Everything to do with my parents and my old life is finished. I'm home. It's exactly how it feels, laying next to a sleeping Kelly, watching her chest rise and fall underneath her sheets.I have an important interview in the morning, but I'm too wired to sleep. I had been at the airport when I had talked to Kelly before she went to work and although I was tired as hell, especially after ravaging my beautiful woman, I couldn't sleep.Seeing her walk into the club in the lacy lingerie had me wired. She was sexy as hell, I knew that, but seeing her in action at work, even before I paid for six dances, there was no denying that she was a goddess. I smile at the memory of her shoving my money back in my hand as soon as we get home. "I didn't dance for you, so you take it back." "I don't care, Kelly. Keep it. It's from your job.""Ew. No. It makes me feel icky if you pay for me to do stuff for you. I like giving it to
Leaving Liam this time was hard. We were so close now, closer than ever to not have to do this anymore. But I ugly cried in the SUV when it was time to say goodbye. I mean, snot and tears and everything. It was bad. And Liam, who was usually so put together and happy go lucky teared up as well."It's okay, Kel. I'll be there soon. I've got some loose ends to tie up, but don't worry. I'll be in Vegas before you know it. I promise."And so I got on my plane alone and went back home. I started getting ready for Liam's arrival as soon as I did. I would go to class and instead of hitting the gym, I started organizing my closet and taking clothes and shoes out to donate. I made drawer space and cleaned out my spare bedroom to give him a special surprise.I ordered some office furniture so that if he wanted to, he could work from home as soon as he found himself something here. Did I tell him about it?No. I was afraid that if I did, he would tell me I was doing too much but I was just excit
Liam and I sat on the floor of his apartment with our gifts in front of us. After our laughing fit in the car, we came inside and neither of us really knew what to say or do.I felt guilty as hell for everything that happened at his parents house. I felt selfish because I didn't want to let him go and I felt responsible for him losing his job and his family. I just...I didn't feel good at all. I mean, I loved that he defended me. It made me feel..I felt loved. I felt like someone really cared for me and it felt like for the first time ever that I was chosen first.But of course, I felt guilty for wanting to be first. I chose my mom over James. Even when she was a raging b*tch, I still chose her. I wanted to choose James, but I didn't. Liam chose me. He chose me. I had no idea why. I mean, yeah, we were together, but...he was losing a lot. He didn't even have a job. He didn't have his parents anymore and it was all my fault. I stared down at my g
We went last-minute Christmas shopping. Despite me being here, his parents still wanted me over for Christmas because Liam flat-out refused to join them if I couldn't go, which made me feel amazing. Not.So even though I bought Lillian a cashmere sweater, I still had to buy it for his dad even though Liam kept telling me I didn't have to. I didn't care if they got me anything or not. I half expected to get sh*t in a box, courtesy of his mother, but it was okay. I would accept it gracefully, just to piss her off.And it wasn't like I was aiming to piss them off. I just wasn't going to give in to their bullsh*t wishes.On Christmas Eve we had dinner with his friends and had a white elephant gift party which was pretty fun. I enjoyed my time there, even though Vivian was there. She avoided talking to either of us the whole time which suited me perfectly. I even drank a little because I was feeling the holiday spirit. I came home with a cute set of Tiffany earrings because these rich peop
When we step off of the elevator I feel almost a permanent blush up my neck and cheeks. I'm not sorry for what we did but Vivian saw and from past experiences, she wasn't very good at keeping her trap shut.I walk into the event center with my arm in Liam's and thank God no one is really paying attention to us. Some people glance at us, but it seems like the drinks have been flowing and people are talking loud and gesturing with their hands. So that's a good sign.I look around and see Vivian sitting at a table with a drink in her hand looking forlorn and I smirk to myself. Serves her right for coming and looking for us. Thoughts have been going on in my head, wondering what she was doing, looking and all I could come up with was that she didn't expect me to be with him.I felt like she thought that maybe she could corner him, thinking I was in the bathroom or some stupid sh*t after what his dad told me. I probably would have been if Liam hadn't noticed I was upset right away. But Lia
LiamI looked around to see if anyone was watching us and took Kelly's hand in mine. Whatever one of my parents told her had her looking like she was going to be sick and I was not going to let that happen. It took me entirely too long to get Kelly to agree to be mine and I wasn't going to lose her so quickly.I took Kelly out of the event center and to the bank of elevators in the main lobby. We hopped into the elevators and I wrapped my arms around her after I clicked on the fortieth floor, where my office was located."You want to tell me what my parents said to you?" I nuzzle her neck, my favorite place to be and she sighs and leans her body back against mine and gives me more of her neck."No. Nothing you didn't prepare me for. It just sucks.""Who was it?""Your dad.""What did he say?"She takes a deep breath and I watch her chest rise and fall. She looks absolutely stunning in her red dress. The mom
I stare at myself in the mirror, feeling nervous. I run a hand down my red, satin dress and smile. My hair is up in an intricate bun that took me an hour to do and I did my makeup as perfectly as I could get it without looking like I over did it. I have smoky eyes and red lips. My dress drops down into a deep v in between my breasts and it hangs down to mid calf with a high slit up to my hip. It's sexy and formal and I hope it says that I don't give a flying f*ck what anyone thinks about me.I put on my matching red stilettos and turn to my side and grin.I walk out into the living room where Liam is waiting for me and watch his eyes dance and darken as I step into the room. He swallows hard and pulls at his bow tie, then runs both hands down his chest. He looks hot as hell in a tuxedo and my mouth goes dry. "Do we have to go?" He asks as he steps closer to me. His cheeks are red and I smile at him. "Yes." I raise my eyebrows at him. "We have to go." He grabs my hips and brings me
The days are passing by slowly. It's almost painful, but there's absolutely nothing to be done. So I go to class, go to the gym, go to work and do it all over again. Liam, since I officially decided to be his girlfriend, has been checking in on me nonstop. It's a complete one eighty from how James would do when he was in school. It didn't matter if he was in a meeting or doing important business man sh*t, Liam would call or text me just because he missed me. We would even just be on the phone while he did paperwork in his office, not speaking, but just being on the line.And every day he would tell me about how many companies he has reached out to. He hadn't told his parents yet because he wanted to make sure he had a job first before he dropped the bomb on them.But he also hinted that his father was getting suspicious. I was on the line with him one day when his dad walked into his office. I knew it was his father because he greeted him as such. I muted