good-looking , smart, and irresistible; but still he was just a man! I met different men every day; most of them were prosperous, many were even attractive. But I never thought about sleeping with any of them, let alone having sex with them in my father’s office. W hat is wrong with me ? Oh, God, my life couldn’t get any worse…
The moment m y cell phone rang, I almost jumped out of my skin. It was my father. I answered as quickly as I could.
“Dad? Is everything all right?” He never called me this early in the morning. Oh no! Did Dominick send the pictures like he was threatening to do even though he said he wouldn’t if I came to his house tomorrow?
“Yes. It’s even better than all right! Your mom and I have found a wonderful h ouse with a breathtaking view of the ocean. We want you to come and see it.”
“Wow, that’s great news. Congratulations! When do you want me to come?”
“How about this weekend?
“Perfect,” I said, thinking it was a great chance to blow the cobwebs away.
“The n we’ll see you soon, Sunshine!” He said excitedly. “Oh, and one more thing… I also invited Dominick.”
“You did what ?” I asked incredulous. I hope I didn’t hear what I thought I heard, he invited Dominick?
“I ask ed him to join us for a Sunday barbecue.”
“I hope he said no ,” I blurted without thinking, it just slipped out before I could stop it.
“ Actually, he said yes . Is everything okay between you two?” He asked, confused.
Too late , I remembered how well my father knew me. Even without seeing me, he always knew when something was wrong with me.
“Everything is fine,” I lied , hoping he wouldn’t catch the uneasiness in my voice.
“I hope so, Darling. I want you two to make a great team!”
I grimaced at the words. All I wanted now was to sink into the floor and never see anyone again, especially that face that was firmly imprinted in my mind. Shit…
“ See you soon, Dad,” I said in a hurry. I didn’t want him to ask any more questions, so he could hear what a great team Dominick and I could make. My dearest father had no idea how far from the truth he was. Mr. Altier and I would never play for the same team…
Chapter 6
I couldn’ t stop staring at the clock in my bedroom. It showed 8:30 PM, and it took all of my self-control to not to run to Dominick’s.
“You won’t fall into this trap,” I said to myself. “He wants to trick you again, but you will not fall into this… Crap!” I cursed, closing my eyes. The silence in the room was killing me. I could hear every damn tick of the clock, and it didn’t help at all.
Why am I even considering accepting his shameless invitation? Maybe because being in his embrace is all you want now? Ugh, why do those always-sleeping voices wake up when you want nothing more than them to shut the hell up? I hated uncertainty. And even more I hated how fast one arrogant, self-centered Frenchie managed to take control over my never-failing self-assurance.
My cell phone buzzed in my palm, I didn’t even realize I was holding it.
“I’m waiting,” the message said. And I don’t know why, but it only made the butterflies in my stomach go wild. Stupid traitors…
Okay… I took a deep breath and started trying to think of a way to make this meeting work. I could go to Dominick’s and simply try to make him change his sick and twisted mind and give me the rest of the pictures he had taken. On the one hand, it seemed as easy as pie. On the other hand, I had no idea how to do that and keep my clothes on at the same time. Then I remembered his message about him not wanting me to wear many clothes and shivered once more at the thought of letting him take them off. Not that I didn’t want him to do that…
I rose to my feet and started pacing the room, trying to think about anything else except the pleasant sensations rushing through me at the thought of giving in and driving straight to Dominick’s.
I tried my
The moment m y cell phone rang, I almost jumped out of my skin. It was my father. I answered as quickly as I could.
“Dad? Is everything all right?” He never called me this early in the morning. Oh no! Did Dominick send the pictures like he was threatening to do even though he said he wouldn’t if I came to his house tomorrow?
“Yes. It’s even better than all right! Your mom and I have found a wonderful h ouse with a breathtaking view of the ocean. We want you to come and see it.”
“Wow, that’s great news. Congratulations! When do you want me to come?”
“How about this weekend?
“Perfect,” I said, thinking it was a great chance to blow the cobwebs away.
“The n we’ll see you soon, Sunshine!” He said excitedly. “Oh, and one more thing… I also invited Dominick.”
“You did what ?” I asked incredulous. I hope I didn’t hear what I thought I heard, he invited Dominick?
“I ask ed him to join us for a Sunday barbecue.”
“I hope he said no ,” I blurted without thinking, it just slipped out before I could stop it.
“ Actually, he said yes . Is everything okay between you two?” He asked, confused.
Too late , I remembered how well my father knew me. Even without seeing me, he always knew when something was wrong with me.
“Everything is fine,” I lied , hoping he wouldn’t catch the uneasiness in my voice.
“I hope so, Darling. I want you two to make a great team!”
I grimaced at the words. All I wanted now was to sink into the floor and never see anyone again, especially that face that was firmly imprinted in my mind. Shit…
“ See you soon, Dad,” I said in a hurry. I didn’t want him to ask any more questions, so he could hear what a great team Dominick and I could make. My dearest father had no idea how far from the truth he was. Mr. Altier and I would never play for the same team…
Chapter 6
I couldn’ t stop staring at the clock in my bedroom. It showed 8:30 PM, and it took all of my self-control to not to run to Dominick’s.
“You won’t fall into this trap,” I said to myself. “He wants to trick you again, but you will not fall into this… Crap!” I cursed, closing my eyes. The silence in the room was killing me. I could hear every damn tick of the clock, and it didn’t help at all.
Why am I even considering accepting his shameless invitation? Maybe because being in his embrace is all you want now? Ugh, why do those always-sleeping voices wake up when you want nothing more than them to shut the hell up? I hated uncertainty. And even more I hated how fast one arrogant, self-centered Frenchie managed to take control over my never-failing self-assurance.
My cell phone buzzed in my palm, I didn’t even realize I was holding it.
“I’m waiting,” the message said. And I don’t know why, but it only made the butterflies in my stomach go wild. Stupid traitors…
Okay… I took a deep breath and started trying to think of a way to make this meeting work. I could go to Dominick’s and simply try to make him change his sick and twisted mind and give me the rest of the pictures he had taken. On the one hand, it seemed as easy as pie. On the other hand, I had no idea how to do that and keep my clothes on at the same time. Then I remembered his message about him not wanting me to wear many clothes and shivered once more at the thought of letting him take them off. Not that I didn’t want him to do that…
I rose to my feet and started pacing the room, trying to think about anything else except the pleasant sensations rushing through me at the thought of giving in and driving straight to Dominick’s.
I tried my
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