Chapter 15
Elen a
I think the world is spinning.
But that is just anatomy right? No wait. Chemistry?
Whatever it is, I don’t care but it is normal that the world is spinning, right? In like double the speed it normally does. My head is throbbing and oh my word do I need something to relieve the pain in me. The whole day I have been having this weird feeling in my stomach. Like a knot and I can’t get rid of it and I need to find a way before I explode because the bomb there is ticking. It has gotten worse since I had the talk with Reneè. As if I am turned on talking about my desire in the bedroom. Worst of all, while thinking of things I like to tell Reneè, Gabriel was in all of those thoughts and I want to die for having sexual thoughts about my boss.
“Maybe you just need to get laid?” Reneè questions me as we are sitting in my car, still at the parking lot of the boutique because I am too scared to drive while tipsy and she doesn’t have a driver's licence.
She is my personal passenger princess.
“Do not spill crumbs in my car.” I huff and pick up the crumbs from her croissant and open my car window to throw them outside.
“Even drunk you are still weird as hell.”
“I am not drunk. I am tipsy.” I argue back and shrug my shoulders.
I do not do drunk.
Not since sophomore year of college.
“Girl,” she says and holds out her hand. “The tipsy level is here,” she holds her hands flat in front of her face. “And you are here.” She moves her hand up in the air, comparing the average level of tipsy to the level where I am.
Alright then.
“It doesn’t matter.”
“Whatever you say.” She shrugs and holds her hand under her croissant to catch the crumbs and bites into the pastry. I push myself up on the car seat and reach back from the middle counsellor to grab two water bottles that I have stashed in the back of the car. Reneè gives me a look when I throw the plastic bottle on her lap but shrugs it off when she sees that it is water. I wash down the alcohol taste on my tongue and try to sober up as much as possible. I am not drunk so I wouldn’t say sober myself up, but Reneè is definitely the one who needs to sober up. She cannot even open the bottle by how brainwashed she is from the liquor.
“Riri, can I ask you something?” I break our long silence to gather answers to questions I have. I need an answer to the pain I have in my stomach and what better person to ask than the person I can openly talk about anything with. Especially sex talk.
The whole reason I am starting to talk is the champagne talking - not me and hopefully none of us remembers what I am about to talk.
“Have you ever - just out of curiosity - felt like you were attracted to the wrong person?” I ask her, lightly stuttering between my words and a weird blush out of embarrassment creeps up my cheeks.
“Honey, there is no wrong attraction. If you feel drawn to them, then fuck them.”
“Girl- I will not have sex with my bos-” I stop talking. I have said too much.
“Hold on. Are you saying you want to bone Gabriel?”
“How do you know his name? I never mentioned it.”
“I think you are forgetting that I used to date his brother. Don’t change the subject. You want to bone him, admit it.”
“I will if you stop saying bone. His dick is not a bone I want to chew on like a dog.”
she snorts. “No but his dick is, well a dick you want to gag on.”
“Since when are we this graphic?” I ask her, my voice pitching high and disturbed with the images she put in my head.
“We always have. Remember when I told you about Melani, the one who tasted like perfume. I am pretty sure she sprayed it on before I got there.”
My mouth gapes open before my lips start moving in utter shock. “I was not trying to relive trauma talk. Why did you have to mention that?”
“Why not?”
“Let’s just change the subject.”
“Right, how you want to fuck your hot and old boss.”
“He is not old.”
“He is thirty-four.”
“Right.” I forgot that.
“Girl, that is eleven years, can you imagine how huge the dick is.”
I smile awkwardly. I have felt it before so yes? “Just because he is older than my normal partners, doesn’t make his dick more magical.”
“I didn’t say that. I just meant he has a huge dick but do tell. What do you know about his magical dick?”
“Nothing.” I murmur. “And can you stop saying dick. It’s starting to make me mad.”
“It’s just a word, stop being such a prude.”
“How can I be a prude?”
“Right, sorry.” She fakes a pout at me and I can tell that Reneè is talking and not the alcohol. “Stop being so lame.”
“Can we go back to the thing I asked you?”
“What was the question again?”
“Attraction to the wrong person.”
“Honey-” I cut her off.
“I know what you are about to say and I want you to think twice before repeating it.”
“Don’t make me think. I have to use the leftover brain cells that college didn’t burn out for work.”
“Just. I want this feeling of wanting him gone.”
“Why? He is hot. Could become your daddy.”
“Reneè!” I call out her name. This is definitely not the alcohol talking but her because she always says stuff like this. She has the weirdest mind with a grumpy personality.
She raises her hands up in defence and laughs at me. “I mean it. But all in all. Just fuck him out of your system.”
“Only that?”
“I don’t know about you, but I do that with every person I have an attraction to. I fuck them out of my system. It’s a great relief and the orgasms you get with it. Woah.” She exhales. “Those are a bonus.”
I don't normally listen to Riri’s advice, just because she gives the most insane advice but this one I might take up on. Especially since I haven’t been with someone since He-who-shall-not-be-named. A girl has needs.
“Fine, I will do that.”
“Are you serious?”
“I have been driving myself crazy since that night at the club and it’s time to put an end to it.”
She claps her hands in excitement, beaming in happiness that I am finally listening to her. “Give me your phone.”
“Why?”
“I want to speed up the process for you and I know that you will not be doing that because you are too scared.”
I gasp at her words, as true as they may seem she did not have to mention them. I pull my phone further away for her to reach. “Nuh-Uh. No, you’re not.”
“Yuh-Uh I am.” She mocks me and climbs over me to rip the phone away from my hand. “
“Hey!” I shout after her.
“Shhh.” She shushes me, her finger on my lips to keep me from saying another word. “I’ll be so innocent, sweetheart.” She jokes, using a nickname Gabriel has for me, trying to get me to comply with her insane idea and she is seducing me. I guess there is a pro for her. She can flirt with anybody without getting weird looks.
I let out a huff and look through my compartments, trying to find a spot to hide if he does reply.
I hear a giggling next to me and make a ‘u’ turn with my head, a scared expression spread all over it as I watch Reneè type in what seems to be a novel.
Does she ever stop?
Oh no she doesn’t.
What is she doing?
Oh no.
Panic rises in me as her typing never stops. I snatch my phone out of her hands and read through the texts.
Ohh fuck.
“Looks like Daddy is on his way here.” She says with much happiness in her tone.
“Reneè!”
***
Gabriel
I was expecting any call today but definitely did not think of a call from my accountant about abnormal activity on my card. With how she reacted I didn’t expect her to actually use the card I gave her to her advantage and I must admit the thought of her spending my money turns me on. As much as buying her the jewellery and something I have planned in Venice.
“Good evening Mr Harvey, this is your bank speaking with some unusual activities on your card and we need confirmation if these are in fact your charges or fraud.” The lady behind the phone speaks in a high voice, intriguing my curiosity and a small smile curve on my lips.
“What charges?” I ask with not high expectations.
“The first one is an eight thousand-five hundred pounds purchase at the boutique Melany. This charge was made around four pm today and the second one is at the Yves Saint Laurent shop with a purchase of three thousand pounds.”
My smiles grow brighter and I feel my dick strain against my zipper of trousers and I lean further back in my seat. Who knew her spending my money would turn me on that much.
Fucking hell.
“Are these your charges or should we cancel them and report the card as stolen or missing?”
“Let the charges through. It's just my wife enjoying her afternoon.”
The confirmation goes through and I hang up the phone with my accountant and think for a moment while smiling like an idiot. I never expected that I would get turned on when someone is spending my money, guess you have to find the real one for it to happen.
@ gabriel.harve y : I just had a rather interesting call from my accountant.
@ elena.ferreir a : guilty. ??
@ gabriel.harve y : playing hard to get but somehow you love to spend my money, sweetheart.
@ elena.ferreir a : I have no idea what you mean.
I smile at her text before another goes through. ??
@ elena.ferreir a : And for the money, I had a minimum and took it to my advantage. ??
@ gabriel.harve y : Didn’t take you for this bold. ??
@ elena.ferreir a : you haven’t seen anything yet. Though I do admit I am only ever this bold when I drink.
@ elena.ferreir a : Does four champagne glasses count as tipsy or drunk to you?
My smile drops at her text. She has been drinking.
@ gabriel.harve y : Elena. Please tell me you are home.
@ elena.ferreir a : No… I wish though. I miss my bed.
@ gabriel.harve y : Elena. Where the hell are you?
@ elena.ferreir a : I don’t know…
@ elena.ferreir a : I think I am still at the boutique???????? I dunno, Mr Harvey. Why don’t you tell me that?
@ gabrie l . harve y : send me your location. I’ll pick you up.
@ gabrie l . harve y : Now.
@ elen a . ferreir a : Do you have to spoil my fun? I am with Reneè.
@ gabrie l . harve y : I do not care. Send it to me.
@ elen a . ferreir a : Boohoo. You are such a buzzkill.
@ elen a . ferreir a : *location attached.’
@ gabrie l . harve y : thank you, sweetheart. I’ll be there as soon as possible.
I take the car keys from my desk and swing my jacket over my shoulder as I walk out of the building to the parking lot where my car is parked. That best friend of hers is trouble and God is it making me rage to know that she would let Elena do something so stupid.