Once he got rid of me, he would find someone he really loved, someone he really wanted to be married to. He would find someone at his level, someone as successful as him in her own right. He wouldn’t hook up with any desperate would-be waitress from the south side.
He probably couldn’t wait to finish this contract. I noticed him cursing at his phone when he searched for clubs and restaurants his team allowed him to take me to. He must long for the days of freedom when he could go anywhere he liked, tie one on with the best of them, pick up a fast chick, and bang the daylights out of her.
I was nothing but a live-in lay to him. He wouldn’t want to give up that freedom to raise a kid. Who in their right mind would?
He took my hand once more, and we went through the same routine of riding the elevator to the street where the limo waited for us. Gray didn’t finger me and paw my dress down or gnaw my nipples to distraction. He stared out the window at the city scrolling by. He brooded and rubbed his thumb across his mouth.
When the limo glided to a stop in front of the gala hall, we entered the streaming crush of bodies all dressed in tuxes and evening gowns. I flashed my brightest smile, and Gray put his arms around me to pose for the cameras. He even kissed me. Then he escorted me inside, and we vanished into the crowd.
13
Gray
I worked through the crowd. I talked to people I knew and even arranged a few advantageous business deals on the side. I made my way to the bar and got myself a Scotch and soda, along with a glass of Chianti for Gabi.
I took just as long winding my way back to her as I took to leave. I found her standing in a clutch of three other women. None of them could hold a candle to her. I took my place at her side and handed her the glass.
She waved it aside. “Not tonight, Josephine.”
The other women laughed, and the woman nearest me laid her hand on my arm. “Don’t you know pregnant women shouldn’t drink? She has to look after those twins.”
The circle erupted in giggles. Gabi blushed.
“That’s okay,” I told her. “I’ll get you something else.”
“No, thanks,” she replied. “I don’t feel like it.”
I frowned. “Why not?”
“I just don’t feel like it.”
I hesitated. I couldn’t let this go on one more minute. I had to find out what was bothering her. Three days of living on a knife edge would drive anybody around the bend. I took her elbow and led her away from the group.
I whispered in her face. “What are you doing? Don’t you realize you’re only fueling these rumors by not drinking?”
She yanked her elbow out of my hand. “I just said I don’t feel like it. What are you going to do—dump it down my throat?”
“Of course not, but you have a job to do here, the same way I do. You have a part to play.”
“Yeah, and I’m playing it. I’m doing a damn good job, too, if you ask me, so don’t turn into a jackass by telling me what to do. I’m not your wife, and if you touch me again, you’ll regret it.”
I clenched my teeth. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you lately, but I’ve had enough of it. We were having a pretty good time before this happened—whatever it is. I sure wish you’d tell me what’s bothering you.”
“Nothing’s bothering me, so back off and leave me alone.”
“You’ve given me the cold shoulder for over a week, so don’t give me that crap about nothing’s bothering you. Do you think I’m too stupid to see what’s right in front of me?”
“Given you the cold shoulder, have I?” she shot back. “Since when have I ever given you the cold shoulder? Was I giving you the cold shoulder just before when you felt me up in front of my mirror? Was I giving you the cold shoulder last night when you made me cum all over the place? I’ve never given you the cold shoulder, you ungrateful prick—not ever. I’ve bent over for you every time you’ve touched me. I’ve fucked you to kingdom come every night since I first met you.”
I started to argue back then I froze. I stared into her face alive and vibrant with righteous vigor. Her eyes flashed, and the color mounted to her cheeks. I let the air hiss through my teeth. “Christ, I want to touch you right now.”
A glimmer flashed across her face. “Yeah? What do you want to do right now?”
I growled low so no one could hear him. “I want to eat you out right now. I want to lick your sweet wet pussy and smear your juices all over my face.”
“Fuck me, baby,” she purred. “Fuck me right now. You make me so hot. I need your hard cock in my ass right now.”
“You horny little devil,” I snarled. “I’m gonna nail you ‘til you cream all over my cock.”