City of Sin - Chapter 50
Bee
"You look different," Kendra said as I sat down in her cubicle to eat lunch with her.
"I don't know what you mean by that." I unwrapped the granola bar I had bought from the vending machine and avoided her gaze. I had been distracted all morning. The more time that passed, the more it seemed like Mason was a dream.
"You look all happy."
"I think I look normal."
"Not to burst your bubble, Bee, but you usually don't look this happy at work."
I shrugged my shoulders. "I had a good weekend."
"Oh my God, you had sex with him, didn't you?"
"Kendra, can you please keep your voice down?"
"You did. Bee!" She put her hand on my arm. "Give me all the details. Was he big? God, I bet he was big. Where did you do it? Please tell me you got to see where he lives. I've always wanted to stay at Trump International."
"Why do you know where he lives?"
"Oh." Kendra laughed. "Just a guess." She took a huge bite of her sandwich.
"Did you look him up?"
"Eh. Marie told me that you went to the Silver Gala this weekend. And I knew Mason was rich, but I didn't know he was that rich."
"That doesn't really answer my question."
"Fine, okay? I did some very light snooping. It's not a big deal." She smiled at me and shifted in her seat slightly. "Do you want to know what I found out?"
"No." Yes?
"Are you sure?"
"What, is it weird? It's probably weird, right?"
She laughed. "No."
I bit my lip. "Okay, tell me."
"First tell me how good he was in bed."
I shoved the rest of the granola bar into my mouth.
"So good you can't even talk about it? I'm so jealous."
"I think my body is addicted to him."
"And your head?"
"My head is wondering why he's with me if he's that good at sex. He could have any girl that he wanted. Why me?"
"Because you're Kick Ass Bee."
"Seriously, Kendra."
"Why are you always so hard on yourself. You're fucking gorgeous. And you're broke. Guys like the whole damsel in distress thing. He probably thinks he's saving you. Maybe he has some weird complex or something."
"Is that what you found out when you were stalking him?"
"No. But did you know that his parents are billionaires? Not just rich, Bee. Freaking billionaires. Him and his brother are going to inherit so much money."
"I know he's wealthy."
"And he graduated from Harvard with honors."
"I know he went to Harvard."
"Okay, fine. So you know all that stuff. But did you know that he hasn't had a girlfriend since high school?"
"How could you possibly know that?"
"Deep, deep Facebook stalking."
"And you said I don't have a life? Is that what you were doing all weekend?"
"I was looking out for you."
"I know." I bit the inside of my lip. "He told me on our first date that he didn't do the whole relationship thing."
"You never told me that."
"I didn't think I was ever going to see him again."
"And what about now? Are you okay with that now ?"
"I don't know. I mean, he's not acting like he wants to stop seeing me. He's picking me up after work."
"Is he seeing anyone else?"
"I don't think so." He had said he hadn't been to any of those clubs since he had met me. But that didn't mean he wasn't dating anyone else. Or that we were in fact dating. He had said he wasn't going to share me. That I was his. "I think that maybe he's changed."
"Overnight? I don't think so, Bee. He's a playboy."
"A playboy? I don't think he's actually like that. He's a really nice guy."
"You should Google image search him. He's with a different woman in every picture. I think you need to be realistic about what you're getting yourself into."
"I'm really just trying to enjoy the present for once."
"So you really don't care at all that you're just one of many?"
It didn't feel that way when I was with him. When we were together it seemed like he couldn't get enough of me. He only wants me, right?
"He's a rich, intelligent bachelor with commitment issues. Just be careful, okay?"
A pit in my stomach was forming. Mason had said that I was his. But he had never said that he was mine.