Highest Bidder

I clenched my thighs at the memory. My underwear was already drenched, my breathing faster, and my stomach tight with the need to fuck him just one more time. To drive my hips up and down his impossibly thick cock, to have his arms on my waist, and my gaze lost in his lust-filled hazel ones.

Smash!

Someone blew their horn on the street outside and I jumped, my heart nearly popping out of my chest. It was followed by more deafening crashes, and I looked to see the tray of glasses that I had been standing next to was on the floor in what seemed like a thousand pieces. I lifted my head then to the other waitress, Melanie’s confused gaze.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. “Why did you jump like that?”

Flustered, I said the only thing I could, “I’m sorry. I’ll pay for it all.”

She frowned. “No need. That’s fifty-quid’s worth of glasses there. Go get the broom and dustpan and clean it up quickly before the boss sees it,” she said, walking away towards the kitchen If I continued like this I was going to lose it. Last night had to remain the only thing that it could ever be with Brent. A distant memory that had no business recurring in an endless loop inside my head.

“Freya, fucking get it together,” I muttered under my breath as I went to get the broom and dustpan.

“I was supposed to be heading home but I ended up taking the bus to your house instead,” I said into the phone to Maddie. Somehow, her little apartment had become our hideout.

“Are you on your way here now?” she asked.

“Nah, I jumped out at the next stop. I’m on my way home. Haven’t seen Mom since yesterday morning. Just a second.” I pulled the phone away from me ear. After attaching my ear piece, I slipped the phone into my pocket and headed over to a recently vacated seat on the bus. In the background, I could hear Ella asking who it was.

“I’m here too.” Ella’s voice screamed from the distance, when Maddie told her it was me.

“Why did you take it off speaker?” Ella complained. “Put it back on.”

Maddie snapped. “It’s not on speaker!”

“Then why can’t I hear her?” Ella whined.

“Because she’s not freaking saying anything.”

“Hi, Ella,” I greeted.

“Why are you not at work? Don’t you have a shift tonight?”

“I got fired.”

She burst out laughing.

“I told him I needed another night off and he went off on me.”

“Life is funny,” she said. “If this had happened a night ago, you would have been devastated.”

“Perks of being a millionaire.”

“What an understatement.”

“Have you decided how you’re going to hide your overnight wealth from your mother?” Ella asked.

“I thought about it all day, and the best I can come up with is some sudden internship at a big shot company. Then I can appear flush without actually showing her how much I have.”

“No intern is paid enough to fund a mortgage and pay off their university fees. She’ll still be worried when there's no longer any need to be. Why don’t you just tell her the truth, plus she knows Lord Lucan ... perhaps she won't be too upset.”

“You must be joking,” I said. “My mom has her shallow ways but in this instance, I think she might actually kill me. It'll break her heart that I had to do it.”

Maddie sighed. “If only Brent Lucan wasn’t such a douche, he would have helped you out a bit. Is there no way you can reach him?”

I sighed. “Even if I could, I wouldn’t. I couldn’t get him out of my mind all day.”

“In a bad way or ...”

“I don’t know, but I thought I would never care much for sex.”

“But ...”

“No, you don’t understand. That man has a hold on me. I do things I would never do when I am around him. I’m still shocked at who I was last night.”

“Uh, oh. Tell us more.”

“That’s enough detail for you,” I said primly.

“I don’t know,” Ella said. “If it were me, I would seek him out and fuck him until I got him out of my system. I would just turn up at his office.”

“And you think you would be let in?”

“Probably not, but maybe I should try it—”

“Shut that thought down, right now!” I shot back, my voice louder than I intended. It shocked me to know how much it hurt me to even think of him with beautiful sexy, Ella.

“Chill, babe. I was only joking.”

“I’m sorry. I’m just stressed and so confused. I don’t know what to do. I’m trying to picture his face ... but I can’t.”

“What does that even mean? You can’t remember what he looks like?”

“No, not that. I … oh … forget it. I think I need to get it all straight in my head. I’ll be better in a few days.”

“In situations like this the best thing to do is to rip the bandage off in one go. Force yourself to snap out of it!” she said.

“For once, I have to agree with Maddie,” Ella shouted in the background.

“Right. I’m at my stop. I’ll call you both later.”