I woke up alone after a long night of sleeping. I haven't slept that long in years and it was thanks to Juliana, who I kicked out of my room after our argument. I've had it, had it with all the bashing of Steven from my so-called friends. If they can't respect my relationship and the man I have it with then they will lose my friendship. I turned my head and looked at the clock. What the fuck am I doing up at eight thirty in the damn morning? The thing is for sure; I will definitely be going back to bed before the gala tonight. A knock on the door, I didn't order damn room service and I sure as hell don't want to be bothered. I opened the door to see Sarah smiling at me like the cat that ate the canary,
"What are you so damn happy about?" As she walked in behind me and closed the door I realized that she was wearing the same clothes from last night,
"Have you been with Nick all night?" She nodded as she leaned against the door and smiled, her eyes closed,
"Yes, and it was amazing." That was all it took for me to forget about Steven, my asshole friends and the boring night I had last night,
"Tell me all about it." I watched as she dramatically pushed herself off the door and glided over to my bed and fell on her back,
"He's just so sweet." Just like that, my excitement dimmed just a bit. It was sweet not erotic not hot but sweet. At least they had sex I guess,
"So come now. Give me some details." At least someone had sex last night,
"After we dropped you guys off we fooled around in the limo then-" Sarah definitely cannot set up a scene,
"Wait, wait, wait! What was said? Who initiated?" Her eyes remained closed, as she seemed to go over it in her head,
"He said he wanted me to go back to his room with him then he kissed me. When we got up to his room we talked for a little bit about my family and then we had sex again." Sarah is a lot more reserved than her appearance would let on. She looks like a sex kitten but she just isn't feisty at all she's closer to nursery school teacher.
"Ok, so where, what, how? Sarah can I get some details. I'm living vicariously through you here." She sat up and smiled at me as she shook her head, hoping she could get out of this interrogation,
"Every way you can think of and in the shower. We ordered room service at like three this morning and he fed me." I could see little cupids circling her head; she was one of those girls that got off on that sweet shit. She let out a little cry and looked at me wide-eyed,
"One of the bachelors cancelled on me last night.� Just as she got me worked up she ended my stress,
�Nick is going to fill in.� I frowned at her,
�Your pussy must be amazing.� She groaned slightly. I know she hates my foul language, which I try to keep to a minimum when I�m around her. Too much of it bothers her. She rolled her eyes,
�It has nothing to do with that he�s just a good guy.� Look at her; she�s damn near glowing. He must have fucked the hell out of her. I knew they would be cool together they just needed me to give them a little push. Besides, Sarah needed some good sex. Speaking of, I still want to know about last night,
�Ok, whatever. Now, tell me. Does he have any special skills?� She just shook her head at me and smiled,
�Yes.� Damn I hate her.
�And, that�s all you�re going to tell me huh?� She nodded her head and laughed,
�Yep. Look, I have to get going. I feel unsettled having not slept in my own bed. And I have to make sure the food, flowers, the ballroom, security and all that other stuff is ready for tonight. This thing has to go off without a hitch.� Did I forget to mention Sarah was a damn perfectionist? Everything had to be as expected down to the font on the invitations or her life would be stressful.
�Now, the programs are wrong since Nick is one of the bachelors now. I wonder if I can get the printers to print out new programs that we can give at the door?� She wasn�t really talking to me so I didn�t even consider answering her. She was one of those people that if she wasn't stressing about something things didn�t feel right. In her eyes, there was no such thing as perfect. Something had to go wrong, something always went wrong and if it didn�t she was worried something wasn�t being handled. It was weird; I just went with the flow and let things happen. If things were fucked up so be it, someone would come and make them right. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and gave me a hug,
�Thanks for introducing me to Nick.� I nodded,
�No problem.� She walked towards the door,
�I�ll see you this evening.� She walked off leaving me to only guess what she and Nick did all night. She also left me to try and get some more sleep. I walked over to my bag and picked up a couple of sleeping pills and climbed in the bed. It was going to be a long night and even though I got more hours than I usually get last night I still needed more sleep.
I am so glad I woke up about twenty minutes before Marti knocked on my door; actually she�s lucky I woke up first. I�ve already been given my briefing on not mentioning Steven, Evelyn or the lawsuit. Now, tell me, why would I bring up something like that? I�m not a complete idiot, in fact I don�t think I need a public relations person but Steven thinks it�s best.
�You're going to the Tribute to the 80s concert in Vegas.� I frowned at her,
�What? What�s that?� She sat down on the couch and pulled a piece of paper out of her briefcase. She was always so fucking prepared and ready to go, just like Pam.
�It�s a concert paying tribute to 80s music and artists. Singers of then and now will be performing including Cyndi Lauper, Elton John, George Michael, Christina Aguilera, Backstreet Boys-� Backstreet Boys, at least Nick was going to be there.
�When is this?� She looked at the paper and back up at me,
�A week and a half.� I kicked my feet up on the coffee table,
�When did you find this out?� I�ve noticed that things on my schedule just appear and I�m told where I will be going and when. Before I seemed to have had a little say so in what I was going to do when my career was concerned but not anymore. I felt like I was some little doll that was brought out and dressed up when someone wanted me to come out and play.
�Steven just called me not too long ago to confirm it.� Steven called her. Even in the midst of an argument he usually contacted me about business. Now, he won�t even do that. This is bad; I need to talk to him. I need to find out what is going on. It can�t be this bad, we�ve been through harder situations. Of course, this time there was the possibility that this could be played out in public, our reputations could be tarnished and it could cost him financially in his battle with Evelyn.
�What else did he say?� Marti knows Steven and I are together, she knows about the lawsuit and the divorce and she knows Steven�s temper. So without a doubt she knew Steven was not happy and I was being punished with silence.
�No, that was all he said.� That was all he said or he said more and she didn�t think I could handle it. I wanted to ask more, see if there was something she wasn�t telling me, but my pride does not allow me to do that.
�Call downstairs and send up a masseuse. I need to relax.� Thinking about Steven and how I�m going to win him over again is giving me a headache. The last thing I need is to be in a bad mood for Sarah�s event tonight. I have to be on my best behavior.
Chapter 82
Stranger Than Fiction
Stories
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