Alphas on Top(150)

After Mr. Mayson left, Asher dragged me into the office, sat me at the desk, got my phone book and had me log onto the online dating site. He dragged me out of the chair, sat down, and pulled me into his lap. I poked around on the website and looked at any messages I had received from guys. I clicked on my profile and the picture I used was not my favorite. He grunted a few times while reading some of the information I posted. I was surprised by the amount of inquiries I received. Some were normal, others disturbing. The normal ones were just, would you like to have dinner with me questions. Others were, would you like to meet to have sex? Those surprised me. I never knew people used the internet for one night stand type of situations.

Once he was satisfied that no one from the website was stalking me, he canceled my account. I sat quietly in his lap the whole time, fighting the laughter that was getting ready to explode out of me while he was clicking away on the computer. When he was done and the computer was shutting down, I turned to look at him. “All mine.” He grunted and I could no longer hold it in. I started laughing.

“You’re such a caveman,” I said, kissing him.



“Oh my God. I'm so sorry,” I’m apologizing to the person I just bumped into.

The woman mumbles and her body bends down to pick up a file. “You need to watch where you’re going.”

I know that voice. My body freezes.

“Mom?” I whisper in complete shock as her head comes up. Her hair is different, a little longer and I can see a few new wrinkles around her eyes. She probably had to cut back on her Botox treatments now that I’m not there to help her with money.

“November,” she says and gives me a curt nod, but she doesn’t say anything else. She is wearing her usual gear. Black, wide leg slacks, a lavender blouse that I know is real silk, and shiny, black dominatrix shoes. Well, that’s what I call them. The heel looks like it can be used as a weapon. I also know that those shoes have a red bottom.

One of her ex-boyfriends bought them for her before his wife found out that he was keeping a woman on the side. She told him that if he continued on with the affair, she was going to take him to the cleaners. That was the last gift he gave my mother and the only thing she kept. All the jewelry and expensive handbags he bought for her got pawned. Well, any jewelry or handbags that anyone bought for her went to the pawn shop. She never kept anything except clothing unless it had the tags. Then, she would either get the money back or get a store credit for the item and find something else that she liked more.

“Mom, what are you doing here?” I ask, starting to freak out. I don’t want my dad to see her and I really don’t want my grandmother to see her. I look around to see if there is anyone out that I know, and luckily for me, the streets are quiet.

“Well, it’s good to see you too,” she snaps. Her tone says that it isn’t good to see me.

“Sorry, I'm just surprised. I mean, I tried to call you and you haven’t returned any of my phone calls.”

“You abandoned me for your father. He wanted nothing to do with you, yet you still left me for him.” Great, now how do I deal with this? My dad didn’t abandon me. My mother kept me from him, but I really don’t want to get into an argument with her in the middle of the town square. Word travels fast in this town and I don’t want my family to know that she has even been in the city.

“Mom, please. I didn’t abandon you. You know what happened to me. I couldn’t stay in New York anymore.”

I watch her roll her eyes, completely disregarding my attack. “That kind of thing happens every day in the city, November. Don’t be such a drama queen.”

Oh my God. I want to scream in her face. I know that bad things happen in the city. I lived there my whole life. I watched the news, and read the paper. But it didn’t happen to someone else. It happened to me, her daughter, someone that she was supposed to love and look after. “Mom, I could have died. I could have been raped. You heard what the police said. And trust me, I know that bad things happen, but I didn’t feel safe there anymore.” I take a deep breath. “You didn’t answer my question. Why are you in town? Is everything okay?”

She shakes her head and presses her lips into a flat line before answering me. “Everything is fine. I had to see the lawyer in town for something that doesn’t concern you.” I am kind of curious about her meeting with the lawyer, but I’m not going to ask her about it. I want her to leave before anyone sees her.

I take a breath, hoping that the answer to my next question is a big no. “Are you in town for long?”