"Give me the computer. I'll handle it," I hissed as Lana watched me grab it from her, reminding myself to be a little delicate with the Macs they provided us. I read his messages, melting a little inside as he insisted that he wanted to see Rachel. I sent back a professional message explaining that Rachel was no longer in the business and that we had an array of escorts to choose from. I was giddy the entire time, realizing that he wanted to see me again as much as I wanted to see him.
I had booked a few other appointments before another message from Declan came through, asking why she'd quit after only one night. A night with him, no less. I'd isolated this thread to remain between us for privacy reasons since I never wanted to admit to what I'd done. I looked out of the window slowly, trying to think of something to say that would get him to leave me alone. I said that she just didn't believe that it suited her. It was nothing personal. In fact, it was a night that I'd like to repeat in another lifetime where I didn't have an incredibly messy marriage and life situation.
I thought that I was finished when there were no responses from Declan the rest of the day and night, booking appointments and going out for lunch down the street to the diner. I loved the new look that Lana had coaxed me into and smiled to myself at the looks that I got as I took a small booth in the back. My hair was brighter and cut into a long A-line bob now that fell slightly down my back. The woman had shown me how to accent my eyes, and I did a little of that today, remembering the way that Declan was looking at me last night. I ordered a salad and some coffee, reading a book on my phone as I ate slowly and enjoyed every moment of my hour lunch. I was usually so rushed, but something about the fact that Declan was asking to see me again made me happy in a way that I hadn't felt in a long time.
I headed back to the office to work the few hours that I had left, having some down time in which I watched some shows on the computer. It was a slow Saturday, and I sipped my water as I laughed at something that happened on the screen, pausing it when another booking came through. I handled it quickly once I looked at the girl's schedule and remembered last night.
Declan had been so skilled as he licked at my sodden pussy, alerting feelings in me that I didn't know existed. I felt my hand sliding down over my thigh, needing to ease the pain that came with the memory. The way that he touched me and whispered my name made me shiver, blinking as another booking came through. This was the hour that people looked for last minute entertainment and I was pleased that I could accommodate most of them before I went home for the night, leaving the bookings to the girl that worked overnights from home since she had a new baby.
I kept Declan's request private for only me to read, though, noticing the email that boasted the name of a very well-known hotel chain, a step above the one that the agency used. Did he work there? I knew little about him other than the fact that he was amazing in bed. I wanted to know more, but this wasn't a movie or a book where everything worked out in the end. I needed to take care of some things before taking any step like that.
I headed home once my shift was over, accepting the offer of the security guard to walk me to my car with a smile. I got inside, thanking him before I closed the door and started the engine. I drove to the house and parked in the garage, pleased to see that I was alone again. If it stayed this way, maybe I could just live here and save more money to get my own place. I knew that James wouldn't give me anything if I left him and that both families might disown me completely.
I walked inside the house through the kitchen, getting some water before I took it inside the living room to watch some television. I knew that I'd be in bed soon, perhaps repeating what I'd done in the privacy of the office earlier, a thought that made me blush. I never masturbated before now but memories of the night with Declan made me turned on all the time. Maybe that would get me through the nights until I could put the memories behind me.
I fell asleep in my bed, fingers covered in my juices as I rolled onto my side. God, it felt good to come like that. What had I been missing all my life?
CHAPTER 6
Rayna
I worked every day that week, enjoying the time away from home. Besides, they needed constant coverage and paid me overtime. A few days had passed before Declan sent another message inquiring about Rachel, coming only to my screen as I blushed. He was persistent, and I sent a reminder that she was no longer a working girl. I hated the idea of suggesting another girl for him, knowing that I didn't want him touching someone else.
That thought sobered me. A lot.
Not that he wanted it. Declan was insistent about the subject, and I responded the way that I should. All I could do was tell him that Rachel wasn't available any longer. Maybe I should give this to some of the other girls so I wouldn't have to deal with this, but I knew that they would start to ask questions. The staff generally knew one another, at least casually and there never was a Rachel that worked for the agency. They would wonder what was going on, who lied, and why. I was already hiding this job from my husband and family, so any more questions wouldn't do my situation any good.
James came home from his trip a week after my night with Declan. He scoffed at my hair and asked if I thought that I was actually attractive this way. God, I wished that my mother knew how he spoke to me as he turned and returned to the garage, leaving me home alone in tears. It was so different than the way that Declan spoke to me, and I missed him as I sank to the floor. I made my way to the bedroom, showering and crawling into bed as I prayed for him not to come home. I didn't care who he was with, where he was at. I just wanted James to stay away from the house. I felt lucky that he hadn't done more, sensing that he was in a mood tonight.
I woke up early and decided to go to the gym. I was tense and needed to release it somehow, and I dressed in some workout clothes quickly. We'd gotten a family membership with both sets of parents' months ago, ignoring their suggestion that I go a few times a week.
Mom was beautiful with soft blonde hair that was highlighted with shades of honey and a gorgeous body. She was fifty-five but looked fifteen years younger with smooth skin and beautiful green eyes. She was at the gym every damn day, and I'd heard many times that I ought to do the same when I wasn't working. My father was also very handsome, and I wondered how they produced me some days.
James family was Italian and all about their dark, good-looking heritage. His mother was exotic and gorgeous and his father a handsome, controlling man that ruled his family. James had a couple of siblings; a brother that was older and a sister that was younger and married with two children. That did nothing to quell the questions about my having kids soon, something that I knew both James and I didn't want now.
I drove to the gym, just a few minutes away and parked before I pulled my hair up. I got out of the car and walked inside, flashing my card to the girl at the desk before I headed back to the cardio room, lost in my thoughts. I was approaching a treadmill when I felt something in the room shift and looked up. Declan was on one a few rows up, and my eyes lit up as I looked over his body for a long moment. He seemed to be focused on the workout, and I licked my lips slowly as I looked around. Should I leave? It wasn't like my hair was just one color that would blend in, and I remembered how good of a view he'd gotten when he was behind me, taking me slow and hard.
I blushed at the memory and decided to go to the smaller and more private room. It was for the women that wanted to work out without all the fit bodies around them, and a place that I'd feel comfortable, particularly now. I got on the one free treadmill and put on my headphones to turn on some music while I worked out. It had been about three weeks since I'd seen the inside of his place and I realized that the way my legs ached was something like how my body felt when I was with Declan. Maybe I should work out every day and get out some of the stress in my life since I had time during my day. I could lose the twenty or so pounds that Mom told me about every time that I saw her.
It would make everyone happy.
I had a good view of the door and watched as Declan left the gym, his hair damp as he draped a towel around his neck. So, that's how he kept himself in shape, here at my gym. Maybe I'd find a different location since it was evident that Declan could come here any time he pleased. I couldn't run the risk of running into him here.