When Tessa Allen moves to Chicago for a fresh start, love is the last thing on her mind—she’s just had her heart broken, after all. But then she meets Grayson Miles, a young entrepreneur who wants to tie her up but doesn’t want to be tied down. The sexual desire between the two professionals is intense, but is it strong enough to break through their emotional walls? Or will their past traumas be too much to bear?
Age Rating: 18+ (Content Warning: Rape)
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“Tessa! Let’s go!” Hannah’s voice echoes through the penthouse we are staying in this evening. It is her birthday and her father has paid for us all to spend the weekend in Chicago.
I take one last look in the mirror and make sure my dark red shoulder length wig is perfectly covering all of my natural hair.
I have not put much effort into my look because I have no desire to be here.
I have on black open toed high heels with tight fitting jeans that actually do not look that bad with the red wig and black low-cut top that is showing off my rather large breasts.
Uhhgg why are my breasts so big? No one else in my family has big breasts. My sister and mom are A cups but here I am with a C cup. Guys just seem to only see my breasts and I find it so annoying.
So, why am I about to go out showing my cleavage?
I sigh a little as I grab my hand purse walking out of the bathroom. “Coming!” I hear girls laughing and already having fun as I walk down the hallway. In the setting room, I see my roommates Hannah and Kasey who are decked out in cute little sexy dresses and wigs.
There are seven other girls dressed up in dresses as well all looking so cute with their brightly colored hair. And then there is Tina, my best friend that I forced to come along even though she hates my roommates. She doesn’t want to go to this party any more than I do.
She is wearing a black short wig with red streaks. Her wig and mine are the most normal looking wigs in the room. I am glad she is wearing jeans too because it makes me feel less out of place. Tina and I are twenty-four, while all the other girls are twenty-one. They make me feel old sometimes.
“You look so hot Tessa!” Tina spins me around and nods in approval.
“Thanks. And you with that wig! Sexy, sexy! You should keep that style. It suits you.” Tina is actually a blonde so, this dark black hair is so different.
“I know! Right!” She is fluffing her hair in the mirror on the wall next to the door with her lips pursed “I look super-hot in it.” Tina is always so confident with herself, I think that is why I love her so much.
“Hey girl. Where you at?” Hannah is on the phone with who I only assume to be Chastity. She is always late. “It’s my twenty-first birthday! You better hurry up and get here.” Hannah is not a very patient person and likes things done her way all the time.
“…because it is a wigging out party Chas! Everyone has on wigs. You have to wear a wig!” Hannah looks a little upset that someone has the nerve to question her. It was just two days ago that she and I were arguing about me having to come to this party because she claims it is my duty as her roommate.
“Fine. We will see you there in five. Love ya.” Hannah ends her conversation with Chastity. She is wearing a hot pink sash that says Birthday Girl and a matching pink wig. She loves being the center of attention.
“Ok, let’s go wig out in Chicago ladies!” Hannah shrieks as she does a little shimmy with her body.
Everyone starts yelling with excitement and I feel Tina nudge me so, I join in on the yelling as we make our way out of the hotel and start on our journey of bar hopping.
We enter our fourth bar, I have had more drinks than I can count and have danced with way too many men whose dirty paws were crawling all over my body. The room is spinning.
“Tina, I need to sober up some.”
“Ok. Hey there is a table over there. Go grab it and I will get us some food.”
I make my way to the table in the back of the bar and wait drunkenly for Tina to join me.
I see all the other girls in their crazy wigs dancing their butts off while Hannah has men sticking money in her dress strap as she dances dirtily around each of them on the dance floor.
It makes me snicker and roll my eyes.
“Here drink this and I ordered us some nachos, the salt will help you.” Tina hands me a nice cold glass of water and I dig into the nachos as we begin to talk about people around the bar.
This is one of our favorite things to do. We people watch, as Tina calls it, and make up scenarios about what we think the people’s stories are.
“Look at that girl, she is with a man who has a wedding ring on, but she doesn’t have one.” Tina points with her eyes to the table across the room at the couple that have their hands all over each other.
The girl is sitting in his lap and rubbing her fingers through his hair as they are chatting almost nose to nose.
“What’s the story?” I still fill the alcohol in my system as I turn back around far too quickly to face Tina, who is chowing down on nachos across the table from me.
“His wife died two years ago and he just cannot bring himself to take the ring off.” She sounds so sympathetic. “He met this girl at his son’s soccer game and they hit it off immediately. The relationship has been progressing slowly but, he still cannot let his poor dead wife go.”
“His poor wife is probably at home cleaning the house up after taking care of their three kids all day, washing his dirty laundry and busting her ass for him while he is out hoeing around with one of his many mistresses.” The thought disgusts me.
“Oh! How about that girl over there with the green dress on? What’s her story?” Tina points to the crowded dance floor where a tall thin girl that looks like a model is refusing to dance with a cute man in a grey t-shirt and jeans.
“She is a drop out college student whose lifelong dream is to become a runway model.” I throw my hair back over my shoulder in mockery of her.
“She cannot afford modeling school so, she is on the prowl to find a rich man that will support her dream. That guy is wearing converse shoes so, he is obviously below her standards of rich.” We cannot help but giggle at her as she hatefully looks at another guy who dares to ask her to dance.
“He doesn’t even deserve a response with that ball cap on, how dare he approach me.” I’m not sure why I use a high pitched British accent as I mock her but it makes us giggle as we look for our next victim.
“Wow, Tessa. Check out the dork in a tuxedo jacket and jeans.”
I look over my shoulder in the direction of where her eyes are pointing and spot him standing with his back to us.
He is talking to a taller somewhat handsome guy in a tight fitting black t-shirt that hugs his muscles perfectly. He is obviously talking about Hannah.
She does stick out in the crowd with that bright pink wig.
The one in the jacket turns so that I can see him better. He is sexy as hell. He is wearing a white shirt under his black sport coat paired with the jeans and black dress shoes.
His dark hair looks perfect and I find him highly attractive.
“He is cute!” I turn back to face Tina in surprise of how attractive he is. “And it isn’t really a tuxedo jacket, it is just a black sport coat thingy. It is actually really sexy.”
“Oh, he is severely cute and look at the yummy snack with him.” Tina’s eyes are full of flirtation as she stares at them. After a brief moment I hear her gasp low. “They are heading this way!”
“What?” I suddenly feel so nervous. “Who?” Before she can respond I see a shadow above me.
“Are these seats taken?” I look up to find the yummy snack smoldering down at me with a sexy smile glancing at my breasts first then traveling up to my eyes. There is a twitch of interest that flashes over his face.
“They are now. I’m Tina and this is Tessa.”
Tina wastes no time as she slides over in the booth making room for sport coat to sit next to her.
“I am Carver.” The yummy snack never takes his eyes off of me glancing down at my breasts yet again as he slides in next to me. I have to fight rolling my eyes. They are just boobs man.
“And I am Grayson.” Tina melts almost as much as I do at sport coats response as his bright blue eyes lock with mine. I feel the red working up in my cheeks as I wait for him to glance down at my breasts too but he does not.
“So Tessa?” Carver holds out his hand to me causing me to break eye contact with Grayson and I shake his hand.
“Yes. It is nice to meet you, Carver.” I feel awkward as he is still staring me down with those sexy brown eyes glancing back and forth between my eyes and breasts. It is so aggravating that my boobs seem to be his main interest. But that is typical.
“And Miss Tessa, it is a pleasure to meet you. So, first things first, what is with the wigs?”
I point to Hannah on the dance floor making an idiot of herself, “It is Hannah’s twenty-first birthday and she wanted a wigging out party.”
“A wigging out party?” Sport coat’s confused expression is so adorable and his eyes lock with mine again. Why is he so sexy? I feel a twitch of excitement in my chest from his stare.
Tina loops her arm through sport coat’s arm and causes his eye contact to break with mine. “It is when everyone puts on crazy wigs and goes out for fun. It is like being someone else for a night.”
“So, what color is your real hair?” Sport coat finds my eyes again staring at me with those blue eyes of his that are full of curiosity.
“Brown.” I feel a sense of curiosity myself as to why he is looking at me so intently. He still has not looked down at my boobs…is he gay?
“I’m a blonde.” Tina sounds so perky as a new song starts to play through the bar.
“I love this song! You want to dance Grayson?” Tina is so bold, but I am relieved she said his name because I could not remember it.
I feel Carver place his arm around me and I clench a little with discomfort as he leans in closer to my ear “You want to dance?”
“Ummm…” I really do not want to. This guy is hot but I have drank way too much to function on the dance floor. While my thoughts are processing his hand slides across my neck and down my arm to my hand.
“Come on.” He grasps my hand before I can say no and pulls me up leading me to the dance floor. When we get to the middle of the floor, he begins to dance with the beat and I join in.
I glance over and see Tina and Grayson dancing. Tina is just so sexy and comfortable with herself. I know I do not look that good dancing.
Carver wraps his arms around my waist and pulls my back up against his front as we begin to move together.
This is actually really nice and I feel a little more comfortable dancing this way because I know I can’t fall as easily. The room is still spinning a little.
I feel his hot breath on my neck as one of his hands is still firmly holding my left hip and his other hand travels up to just under my right breast. I suddenly feel less comfortable and warm.
“I need to set down.”
I step away from him and glance at Tina as I head back to the table. Tina is still dancing with Grayson and saying something in his ear. I arrive back at the table with Carver right behind me.
I slide into the booth and he sits down right next to me again.
“You feeling ok?”
“I..I’m fine.” I feel like I need to throw up actually. “I just had a few too many drinks.”
He gives me a sexy smile and stares at me for a second before he gets a slight squint in his eyes. “You want to come home with me tonight?”
What the…? I am not sure if I should melt at how sexy that was or be offended.
“Wow. You just dove right in there didn’t you?” We stare at each other for a moment, his expression is full of confidence and mine is full of curiosity as I wonder how someone could be so bold so quickly.
“I don’t like wasting my time.” His expression is so matter of fact.
“Too bad you just wasted ten minutes of your precious time.” I scuff as I say it because now I know I am offended! What a jerk!
“Why do you seem so offended?” He seems confused by my reaction as if this never has happened to him before.
I run my fingers over my forehead as I glance around in slight anger with a fake confused expression on my face. “Do I have an E on my forehead?”
“What?” He is suddenly so lost.
“Or a tattoo somewhere that says I am easy?” I frantically check my arms and shoulders for a tattoo, of which I know I have none anywhere on my body.
I look up at him with my pretend confusion waiting for a response as I see the amusement sweep over his face.
“No. I guess you do not.” He seems slightly defeated and it is cute but at the same time I wonder how often girls say yes to such an early move.
“Is that an effective method usually?” I ask hoping to get some insight on this yummy snack and a little more clarification on his personality.
“Most of the time.” He still looks defeated. “I guess I should take my efforts somewhere else.”
“Good luck with that.” I am now aggravated and roll my eyes away from him catching Tina’s eyes. She and Grayson are arriving back at the table.
“You ok Tess?” Tina noticed my look of aggravation and I glance at Grayson who is glaring at Carver as if he knows what has happened.
“Yes. I’m fine.” I need some air because I feel so nauseous and this wig is making me warm, so this would be a great time to get away. “If you would all excuse me, I do need some air.” I grab my hand bag and coat as Carver gets up to let me out.
The air is helpful. I can feel the nausea leaving my body as I take a few deep breaths. I feel a hand grab my elbow as I am standing there observing the active street. I assume it is Tina coming to check on me but as I turn, I see Grayson staring down at me in concern. “Are you ok?”
“Yes, I was just getting a little warm in there.” Those eyes of his are so tranquilizing and his gaze causes me to inhale sharply.
“I am really sorry about Carver! He is a bit of an asshole.” He is sincerely apologizing.
“Just a bit?” My inquisitive expression brings a slight smile to his face.
“Well…a lot of an asshole.” I catch those blue eyes again and find myself without words so, I just slightly nod my head and purse my lips in agreement. I have to stop looking in those eyes because it is so distracting. I resort to glancing around the street.
“There is a coffee shop just around the corner that is still open. Would you want to walk with me to get some?”
I look back up at him in confusion and wonder what Tina is doing. “Where is Tina?”
“She and Carver where about to dance. They seem like a better fit for each other and the bar scene isn’t really my thing.”
So true. Tina is just as bold as Carver was to me. I could really use some coffee to finish sobering up. Why not.
“I would actually love some coffee.”
“It is this way.” He begins walking and I follow his lead.
“So, how long have you known Carver?”
“For about eighteen years now. We met when we were in kindergarten.”
I can’t help but wonder if sport coat is a jerk as well since they have been friends so long. He must be.
This wig is so annoying not to mention hot. I have to get rid of it!
“So, are you excited about your new job?”
“Yes, I can’t wa…” I stop and throw him an inquisitive look. How does this complete stranger know about my new job?
“I may have asked Tina a few questions about you.” There are those sexy eyes again looking down at me. When did he have time to ask her questions about me? This is so weird.
I nervously stop and face him, worried I may be in the presence of a stalker. “What else did you ask her?”
Oh, that smile of his! And the smile in those blue eyes! I feel a rush of desire and feel my face flush.
“I asked if you were single and what kinds of things you were into.”
“What did Tina tell you?”
“She said you were single and that if I wanted to know what you were into I had to ask you myself.”
I feel nervous and want to turn around and run from this man but those eyes have me in a trance.
“So? What do you like to do Tessa?”
He starts walking again towards the coffee shop and again, I follow.
“I like adventures. Art. Outdoors. Indoors. Anything really because I hate being bored.”
I feel a bit of sadness rush into my mind as I think about the past and how I have tried to keep my mind busy for the past six months. I have to stop thinking about that though. “So, what about you?”
“Work consumes most of my time.” We arrive at the coffee shop and he opens the door for me to step in first. “How do you take your coffee? I am buying.”
“Black please.” I need it as strong as I can get it to kick this alcohol down a notch. Usually, I would argue that I can pay for my own coffee but I have to find the restroom. “I just need to run to the ladies’ room if you would excuse me?”
“Okay.” His smiling eyes give me tingles.
Looking in the mirror of the restroom, I remove my wig knowing that my hair is most likely insanely flat and sweaty but I cannot take wearing it any longer.
I had prepared for this though and had some spray conditioner in my hand bag. I retrieve it and throw my hair upside down so that I can get my hair sprayed thoroughly.
I run my hands through my hair as I shake it to life a little. Flopping my hair back up and looking into the mirror again, I notice that I look slightly scary with the red lipstick I have on.
I never wear lipstick but this lipstick looked good with the red wig, or so Hannah said. I wipe it off and spot a hand dryer on the wall. I decide to dry my hair so it will look a little less slimy.
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I find Grayson sitting on one of the couches of the coffee shop looking at his phone, waiting for me. Our coffees are on the table in front of him. I begin to walk towards him as I take off my coat.
He glances up at me then back down at his phone for a second. I see his mouth drop open slightly as he looks back up at me.
A large smile streams over his face as he stands up and I give him a polite grin back.
“Thank you for the coffee.” I say as I sit down on the couch and he mimics me.
“You looked pretty with the red hair but I like the real you far better.” The way his eyes are looking at me kind of scare me and the way his lips are slightly clinching together is so attractive. Maybe it is the alcohol but I really want to kiss those lips right now.
“That is really sweet, Grayson. Thank you.”
“So, tell me more about you.” It seems more like a command rather than a request as he puts his phone back in his pocket before picking up both the coffees off of the coffee table handing me one.
“What do you want to know?” I really hate talking about myself.
“How about your name to begin with?” He adjusts his body so that he is turned towards me, sitting in the corner of the couch.
I cannot figure out why he is so interested in me when he has not looked down at my breasts once all night, that I have seen anyway.
I am not use to having a face around men, maybe that is why I am so intrigued with this one. I usually brush them off and would never have gone out like this with them for coffee.
“It is Tessa, have you already forgotten?” I look at him teasingly because I know he wants my last name too. That too is a first from a man because they do not usually care about my name at all.
“No. I haven’t forgotten. But it would be nice to know the rest of your name.” He says it with a cute smirk on his face.
“Allen. Tessa Allen.” His eyes are so deep and intent on mine. I have to break away before I lose myself, so I take a drink of coffee.
“Do you have a middle name?”
“Yes.”Why do you need to know that? Are you a stalker? I crinkle my forehead at him.
“So…What is it?” His eyes are so full of interest.
“Rae. What is your full name?”
“Grayson McGuire Miles.” I am not sure why his name makes him seem even sexier but it does! I hold out my hand to shake his.
“It is nice to meet you Mr. Grayson McGuire Miles.”
He takes my hand and I feel a bolt of energy shoot up through me from his touch. I quietly gasp for air at the pleasant shock before finding his blue eyes again.
“And, it is nice to meet you Miss Tessa Rae Allen.” His words and eyes are so soft, drawing me in. I need to kiss those lips.
“There you are!” Tina’s voice forces me back into reality. She and Carver are standing on the other side of the coffee table all over each other.
“I think I am going to get a ride with Carver. Will you be ok Tess?”
Of course she accepted his forward offer. Or who knows she may have beat him to offering herself first.
“I can take Tessa where she needs to go.” Grayson’s eyes meet mine again and I smile saying thank you and turn back to Tina. “I will be fine.”
I glance over to Carver and give him a you better be nice to my friend scowl. He gives me an apologetic nod as if he understands, then he and Tina turn to leave the coffee shop, looking all giddy.
“See you later, Tess!” Tina yells as they disappear through the door of the shop.
“He will be nice to her. Don’t worry. He just acts like an ass because he thinks that is what women like but he really is a good guy.” Grayson saying that actually does give me a peace of mind.
“So, what is your favorite movie?” I feel the need to forget about Carver and how blunt he was to me earlier.
He tenses a little and seems reluctant to answer. “This is going to sound weird but I love old movies and my all-time favorite movie is Breakfast at Tiffany’s.”Oh my gosh. My mouth drops open slightly with shock.
“Are you serious? Did you ask Tina about that too?”
“About what?” His eyebrows lower with confusion.
“I love Audrey Hepburn and my favorite movie is Breakfast at Tiffany’s.” I feel intruded upon “Did she tell you that?”
He looks really surprised and delighted at the same time. “No! We didn’t talk about that at all. That really is my favorite movie!”
Our eyes lock again and I feel that urge rising in me again. I want to kiss that mouth so badly. I start to feel nervous and realize how much I am not ready to feel this way about a man again.
I break my eyes away from him and I know I look like I am in pain because I am.
“Hey?” He puts his hand on my chin pulling my eyes back to his, which are filled with concern. “Is everything ok?”
I try to wipe the sadness out of my expression but I fail as a single tear falls down to my cheek. His thumb gently wipes the tear away and I bring myself back as I manage a smile.
His eyes are still full of concern. And I feel slightly embarrassed that I let my feelings show in front of this completely hot man I just met.
“Would you like to go for a walk with me?” He stands holding out his hand to me.
“I think I would like that.” I am thankful for him not prying into my odd change of mood. I reach for his hand and stand. He gets my coat off of the couch and holds it for me to slip into.
There is that bolt of energy again as his hand brushes against my neck scooping my hair out of the back collar of my coat. He seems like such a gentleman.
I grab my hand bag and there is his hand waiting for mine again. I take it and feel the red rising in my face from his intense stare.
Outside the air is refreshing and feels much chillier without my wig on. We walk in silence for a few moments before anything is said.
“I went through a divorce a little over two years ago. We were married for three years. She cheated on me with her boss while I was gone on an overnight business trip.” He keeps his eyes in front of him as we walk down the sidewalk. Why is he telling me this?
“That is terrible. I am so sorry.”
“Don’t be.” He shrugs his shoulders still focused on what is in front of him. “We married way too young. She was only nineteen and I was twenty.”
“But she still hurt you. And I am sorry for that.”
He stops suddenly grabbing my elbow stopping me as well. Turning to face me, he looks like he is in pain. “I haven’t had anything to do with dating or been interested in relationships since.” He tucks my hair behind my ear and is looking at me with those blue eyes. “But when I first saw you tonight I…” His eyebrows lower more and his eyes fill with confusion.
“I would really like to see you again. I saw the pain in your eyes just before we left the coffee shop and I know you have been hurt too. I hate that someone hurt you. So I understand if you need some time.”
My heart starts hurting as I think about six months ago and I feel the tears start to rise in my eyes. I close my eyes tightly and take a step back pulling my face away from his hand.
I start walking again hoping to get away from the seriousness of this conversation.
“I just met you.” I feel some relief as I spot my hotel two blocks away. Grayson catches up with me as I am walking faster now.
“I know and I probably sound crazy. But there is something about you… I would like to get to know you better, Tessa. As friends to start with if you prefer.”
“I don’t know if that is a good idea. I am complicated.”
He seems almost as upfront as Carver and I find it aggravating.
He speeds up and gets in front of me walking backwards so that his eyes meet mine again. “I like complicated.” His words and sexy eyes stop me in my tracks and he is still gazing in my eyes with hope as he stops with me. He is so hot, but I am not ready for a relationship.
I shake my head with sadness. “I am sorry. I just…” Those eyes make me want to say yes I have to look away. “I can’t.” I walk around him and he catches me again.
We walk in silence until we reach the hotel.
“This is my hotel.” I point with my eyes and chin to the doors behind him. “It was nice to meet you Grayson.”
He looks more determined all of the sudden. He grabs my hand sending the bolt of energy through me again and kisses the back of my hand gently with his eyes never leaving mine.
He pulls out his wallet and hands me a card. “This is my business card. My cell number is on the back. Call me when you change your mind.”
“When?” I am amused by his choice of words.
He turns and opens the door to the hotel for me. His sexy blue eyes meet mine once more and his face is so serious. “Have a good night Tessa.”
I pause in front of him for a moment. “Thank you again for the coffee.” I give a polite smile and continue in through the doors.
The penthouse is dead. Tina is with that jerk Carver and everyone else must still be out. I notice the clock says it is 1:14 a.m. I am really tired. I think I will just take a shower and get in bed.
I wake up to a loud thud and laughter. I hear Kasey stuttering. “I..I’m o….k.” I look over and see it is 4:32 a.m. I get up and go to see if I need to help get her to bed. I am the only sober one I am sure.
“Tessa!!” Hannah yells with her arms high in the air as I make my way to the kitchen area where they are all standing. “Tessa!” All the other girls yell in unison. I can’t help but laugh at them. Hannah comes up closer and hugs me.
“Tina said you found some hottie you were shacking up with for the night.” She has minimal slurring I am impressed. I thought she would be worse off than that.
“He was severely hot but I did no shacking up with anyone.” His sexy lips pop into my mind.
“Boo! You. Need to. move on. Tess.” Kasey has stumbled over to me and is breathing her alcohol breath in my face. It is so strong I could get drunk off the fumes. I have to push her back to catch my breath.
“Wow. Kasey! Your breath is so strong. Let’s go brush those teeth.”
I hear the elevator as I am taking Kasey to the bathroom and I see Tina exiting with a huge smile on her face. “Hey girls!” I hear their words fade as we get into the bathroom and I begin working on cleaning Kasey up and getting her dressed for some sleep.
I get Kasey into bed and head back over to my and Tina’s room looking for Tina on my way. Most of the other girls are on the couch laughing and sober enough to function.
I get into our room and find Tina in bed already.
“Hey Tessa?” She says it in a sexy curious way.
“No. I didn’t sleep with him Tina.”
“I know you didn’t. Carver told me he was hurt badly by his ex-wife. She cheated on him and Carver says Grayson hasn’t dated anyone since. He said Grayson is one of the nicest guys he knows. His wife slept with her boss when they were gone on a business trip.
“When they got back she told him all about it and that she didn’t love him anymore. Apparently, Grayson tried for over a year to win her back and was willing to look past her cheating.
“Carver said she used Grayson and led him on whenever she wanted or needed something up until the day she got engaged to her boss. She really crushed the poor guy.”
“Yeah. He told me about her. Everything except the part about her leading him on. That is terrible.” I walk over and sit next to Tina in bed.
“He told you all that?” Tina looks shocked.
“Yeah. It was kind of odd. He just blurted all that out and asked if he could see me again after unloading all that baggage on me. He said we could start out as friends if I preferred but insinuated he wanted to date me.”
“Wow. REALLY?” Tina glares at me for a second then grabs her phone and starts typing. “You know all Grayson did the whole time we were dancing was ask about you.”
“That is creepy. Who are you texting this late?”
“I am texting Carver.”
“Bleh. How was that?” I give her a disgusted look.
She smiles and bites her bottom lip. “I really like him Tess. He seemed like a jerk at first but after a while. I don’t know. He just. He is a good guy.”
“Really!?” I am completely shocked. How can she like that jerk. Grayson did say he wasn’t such a bad guy. Maybe he was right.
“He told me he had asked you to go home with him. He felt really bad about that.” She laughs as if there is some private joke.
“Yeah. He seemed like a real prick.”
Tina’s phone buzzes and I crawl up and get under the covers ready for some sleep.
“I told Carver that Grayson asked to see you again. He said NO WAY with a question mark.”
“Tina!” I scold her for telling.
“What? You didn’t say it was a secret.” She shrugs at me with an innocent face.
“Oh my gosh, Tina!” I roll my eyes at her.
“So are you going to see him again?” She lays down next to me resting her body on her elbow.
“I told him no.”
“WHAT?” She sets up abruptly. “Are you crazy? He is so freaking hot.”
“Tina.” I give her my sad eyes. “You know I’m not ready, no matter how hot a guy may be. I’m just not ready.”
“I know Tess. Give it time and you will be ready again. I had a good night even though I didn’t want to come. So thanks for inviting me.” She turns the lamp off and lays down.
“Me too Tina. Thanks for coming.”
“Night. or I guess Morning.”
Wow Grayson was hurt so badly. I wonder why he opened up to me so fast. I need some sleep. I will have to think about this later. I have to start my new job on Monday. I am so excited!
I can’t believe I am going to be a graphic designer at the Chicago Fashion School. I will have to dress so nice every day being around all those fashion designers. I don’t want them judging me.
I will have to go shopping and get some stylish clothes. Maybe Tina and I can go while we are in town.
I won’t be moving here for another two weeks. So commuting to and from my home town of Geneva will be hard for the first two weeks of work. It is an hour out of Chicago and that depends on traffic.
Work traffic will be horrible so I will have to leave extra early. I wish my apartment here in Chicago was available already. It is just four blocks from my office.
I try to stop my train of thought and begin to feel my tiredness take over.
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