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Hi everybody! 8 more days until my birthday! Brace yourselves, there's about to be some trouble in paradise for Garody (or as Prettyprincess45 has dubbed them, "Melareth". Very Cute! :D). We all remember Martin from Terminus and trying to hurt Judith. My original character Genevieve is based off of Nicole Kidman's character Satine in Moulin Rouge!. Also, I will be updating Forever Rising Phoenix tomorrow most likely! :)
I wanna give a special shout out to my beta reader texasbelle91, as well as Chloe3, DarylDixon'sgirl1985, Headwalkerz (Sorry I keep forgetting you, too! :/) He-Who-Shall-Live, Hey01ig, Lego Kid At Heart, Prettyprincess45, and SilverSun09. Please check out their stories, because they are freaking awesome!
WARNING: STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT!
Chapter Fourteen: Keep On Running
Woodbury Communications, Chatsworth, Wednesday, October 22nd, 3:00 PM
GARETH
"I'm telling you, Andrew, this ad is going to be killer. It will be one of the most memorable Super Bowl commercials that's ever aired, definitely the most vibrant-" As I was speaking to Andrew, the rep from Audi, my second line started ringing. "Hey, Andy, can you hold on a second? Thanks, pal." I pressed the second line button, awaiting whatever it was my assistant had to tell me. "What's going on, Kaylee?"
"Mr. Mandel, there's a Melody Silverstone here to see you."
My face broke out into the biggest smile knowing that Melody was on the other side of the door. "Excellent, send her on in."
"Yes, sir."
I pushed the button to my first line, leaning back in my chair as I tossed my lucky baseball up and down. "You still there, man? Great. Listen, I gotta go, my next client just walked in, but mark my word, you will be blown away when you see this concept." When the door opened and Melody walked through, I couldn't contain my smile as I motioned her in. "Lincoln got the last laugh in the end when their sales increased twenty five percent since running the Mcconaughey commercials. Alright, that's perfect. You won't be disappointed, Woodbury always exceeds expectations. Take care, bye-bye." I hung up the phone and stood up, walking over. "Hey, there she is."
"Hey, hey, hot shot. Sounds like you sealed a deal." Melody flipped her hair behind her shoulder, smiling. She looked lovely in a black three quarter length sleeve shirt, showing tasteful cleavage, and a royal blue pencil skirt with a pair of black patent leather Christian Louboutin pumps and a metallic royal blue leather quilted Chanel purse.
"Something like that. Another day, another deal, another dollar." My hand made its way to the small of her back, pulling her in for a kiss. "You look great. Ready to get to work?" I turned around, walking back to my desk.
"Mmhmm. Where should I sit?"
"Wherever your little heart desires." Last night at the San Francisco Saloon, where we were watching the first game of the World Series surrounded by wall to wall Giants fans, I had convinced Melody to let me design a website for her makeup work, all the while keeping the secret about seeing her portfolio. Today we were having a creative meeting to get started, then in a few hours I was taking her out to dinner and then we were going to go back to my place to watch the second game. After Hunter Pence hit a two run homer that led into a three run first inning, this series was off to a kickass start with the Giants not only beating the Royals 7-1, but also winning their seventh Series game in a row dating to 2010. Plus, I received another incredible blowjob in my car from Melody when I dropped her off. She really was something else, that girl, but I hope she didn't feel pressured to satisfy me so I'd stick around, because that's not how I am at all.
"Alright, I brought the memory stick with all my pictures on it so we can upload them first." Melody pulled the memory stick out as she set her purse on the chair in front of my desk and then sat down on my actual desk, which surprised me a little as I sat down. "Here you go."
"Thanks." I woke my computer up and plugged in the memory stick.
"I've never seen you with your glasses on before." She leaned back on her hands as she crossed one leg over the other, and I couldn't help but notice the sultry tone of her voice or the way she was positioned on my desk.
"Oh, I only wear them at the office on an as needed basis." I chuckled, feeling my voice crack as I rearranged my glasses, her gaze penetrating me.
"Well, they look very sexy on you, Gareth." Melody started twirling a long strand of her hair between her fingers, her lips parted as she cocked her head to the side and batted her eyelashes.
"Y-you're welcome." I was becoming hot and bothered by her demeanor, more hot than bothered, so I decided that getting to work would probably be what was best. Opening the folder and looking through the pictures, I had to act as if it was the first time seeing them. "Wow, Melody, these are incredible. You're so talented."
"Thanks, I put a lot of time and effort into my creations, from sketching to the actual application process."
"It certainly shows."
"So, your assistant, Kaylee. What's her deal?"
"What do you mean?" I looked over to see she had moved even closer, her feet in between my legs.
"She's sweet except she just seems out of place is what I mean. The makeup doesn't exactly cover the lacey spider webs on her neck very well. Rick is pretty conservative, I'm surprised he doesn't have a problem with it. That and no offense, but she kind of looks like Daisy de la Hoya."
"Ha, you mean that Rock of Love chick? Eh, I guess she does, but Kaylee's a good girl. Very hard worker, we met at The Viper Room last year and I offered her a job."
"Hmm, I guess that's cool. Have you two ever hooked up?" Melody's heel started stroking my leg, up and down, and I could feel all the blood in my body rush straight to my most sacred member.
"Huh? No way, I'd never mix business and pleasure. Plus, I'm not into blondes. My brother is though, you saw that massive poster of Kate Upton he has on his wall. Then again, Alex is into anything with breasts." I didn't want to tell her about how Kaylee literally threw herself on me when I privately told her about my broken engagement. I was tempted, but I didn't want to take a chance by possibly complicating the work relationship, and we agreed not to bring it up again.
"Then what are you into?" The next thing I felt was Melody grabbing my tie, twisting it and pulling me closer to her, staring with hungry, seductive eyes. My arousal levels had catapulted to the top of the meter, but I was suddenly feeling a little apprehensive. I cleared my throat as I stared back into those eyes.
"Well, you know I'm into you, sweetheart. There's no denying that." I put my hands on her knees as she spread her legs to being on either side of mine.
"I know, but I'm getting a little… concerned."
My eyebrows scrunched up in confusion. "Concerned? Why? Everything's been going so well."
She placed her hands on top of mine before speaking again. "I know it has, it's just I'm worried you're getting a little antsy because we haven't jumped into bed yet. Don't tell me you're not, because I know you are. I'm also worried that I've been sending mixed signals lately, which was not my intention at all."
"Melody, no. I mean, I do want to take things further, but I don't want you to feel pressured at all. Besides, last night was pretty great, and it's definitely left me enthralled for what's in store when you're ready." I leaned up and kissed her, only for Melody to put her heel on my chest and push me back into my chair against the wall, my heart was beating so loudly I could hear it throughout my whole body.
"Well, after a lot of thought, I've decided that I really am ready, but I want to show what you bring out of me, that I know how to give you exactly what you want." She walked over and straddled me, leaning into my ear. "While there's really nothing more that I want to do at this moment than unzip your pants, sit on your cock and ride you, I'll leave that for tonight. Right now, we're going to have a little fun."
Melody winked at me, which was when I could no longer hold back. Standing up, I grabbed her by the back of the head, smashing our lips together as I wrapped her legs around me. Grinning to myself when I heard her moan in my mouth, our tongues in their usual duel, I laid her down on my desk, feeling like my cock was going to explode, only for her to break the kiss and sit up.
"Ahh, ahh, ahh. Not here. We don't want the whole office talking now, do we, Wonder Boy?" She asked, wagging her finger back and forth before pointing at the chair. "Pull your chair over here and sit. Like I said, we're going to have a little fun."
Without a word, I gave in and sat down, waiting for her next command. "What do you want me to do?
Melody reached over and took my glasses off before leaning back on her palms again. "I want you to put your hand up my skirt and take off my panties, Gareth."
Those stunning eyes were filled with such intense lust and raw desire that I was ready to pull an old fashion: clear my desk of everything and simply ravage her.
I gulped, both nervous and aroused. This was completely unexpected, but it was also totally hot. "R-right here?"
She nodded. "Yes."
I again felt like the nerd with the most popular girl in school. Melody's newfound sexuality left me powerless and spellbound, I would do anything she asked of me. My large hands slowly made their way up her skirt until arriving at her panties, which I caught a brief glimpse of when her legs were slightly spread a moment ago. My fingers wrapped around the sides and pulled them down her smooth legs, revealing a black lace thong with a strand of pearls acting as the front of it. These were the last kind of panties I was expecting Melody to wear, but then I thought back on how she was when I returned from Tokyo, so I shouldn't be too surprised. This girl had all kinds of sexy just waiting to be unleashed.
"Nice panties. I'm impressed."
"Thank you. I was saving them for a special guy."
"I'm glad to know that. You're a special girl to me, also. Now what do you want me to do?"
Melody hesitated before replying. "I want you to do to me what you did that night on my bed, before Beth interrupted us."
"Hmmm, that won't be a problem at all." I shot her a sly grin, feeling my own sexual side coming out as my hand once again went up her skirt, my fingers probing into her wet folds, her sounds of pleasure only making my grin broaden. "Mmm, I can't wait to make love to you. As you know, I'm very well endowed. I've seen you take the whole thing in that pretty little mouth of yours, but do you think you can take all of me inside your sex box, baby?"
She nodded, biting her lower lip. "Oh, yeah. I know I can. Sex box, huh? That's interesting, I like it. Thank God you didn't say pussy. It's such a turnoff, although, I find tits to be hilarious."
"I'm with you on that, and you've definitely got a great pair of those, if I do say so myself."
"You think?"
I nodded. "Absolutely. I can't stop looking at those pictures you sent me, they're an unbelievable preview." Melody kept to her word and sent me the sexy Halloween costume pictures, they just made me want her more.
"Well, you're about to get another preview right now." Melody never took her eyes off of me as she slowly unbuttoned her shirt, stopping beneath her breasts and fully exposing her white lacey bra. I could literally feel my mouth fly open, my eyes bulge, and my hardened dick further pressing into the zipper of my pants as I noticed her headlights were on.
"Oh Christ, I'm gonna cum in my pants. Are you trying to kill me with those things?"
She let out a soft giggle as my free hand immediately shot out and grabbed her right breast. They were exactly what I imagined, even though she wasn't completely topless, this was the closest I've come to seeing them so far. Tan, larger than life, spectacular double Ds. My fingers sped up as I brought her to the edge of the desk, burying my face in her chest as I nibbled and sucked the skin in between her breasts. Melody threw her head back and moaned, pressing herself into me.
"Mmm, Gareth, I want you so badly." She yanked me by the hair off her chest and pulled me to her lips, kissing me with such ardor as she moved in sync with my fingers. My mind went to the condoms I always kept on me, which were now lambskin, of course. I couldn't have another moment like at the park, and that's exactly what I was going to do. Lock the door, give Kaylee the rest of the day off, pull down the blinds, and rip Melody's clothes off. The couch, my chair, the desk, against the wall. It was irrelevant where it was going to happen, all I knew was that I had to have her, and I had to have her now.
"Holy hips, lips, tits, and ass! It must be my lucky day."
I looked over to see Martin in the doorway, dressed down with a huge smirk on his face and a Dodgers baseball hat on his head, obnoxiously chewing a piece of gum in his mouth. Melody gasped and quickly rearranged her top. As I withdrew my hand from her skirt and shoved her panties in my pocket, I noticed that she immediately tensed up when Martin walked in and all the color drained from her face. It might have been from getting caught, but she had also mentioned that she thought he was a pervert, except she hadn't gone into much detail after that. Maybe something else had happened that was being kept from me? Either way, I had to get him out of there.
"What can I help you with, Martin?"
He completely ignored my question as he let out a catcall, lecherously eyeing Melody up and down, still popping his gum. "Well, hel-lo, Melondy. It's been too long."
"Hi, Martin the Moron. I don't think it's been long enough." Melody said in a contrived Valley Girl voice, narrowing her eyes at him.
"Was there something you needed?"
He stared down at my desk before glancing over and seeing Melody's panties in my pocket, wiggling his eyebrows at me. "Yeah, I came here to get the Jet Blue file." With a wicked leer, Martin walked to my desk, his hand reached out and grabbed the folder, which was directly under Melody. I watched in frustration as he was grabbing her ass, and I couldn't let that happen.
"Martin-"
"OW! FUCK!"
Melody's entire hand was gripping Martin's fingers and raising his hand up as he winced in pain, she glared over at him. "Try anything like that again, and I will not hesitate to bring you to your knees… in pain. Got it, moron?" Melody spoke in the Valley Girl voice again, a smile on her face as she gripped his fingers even tighter and Martin couldn't help but wince in agony.
"Y-y-yes. Please, pretty please, just let me go. AHH!"
I could have sworn that I heard the faint cracking of bones as she tightened her grip again before fully releasing his hand and looking back at me, taking a deep breath. "So, you'll pick me up at 6, right?"
"Fuck! I think it's broken!" Martin cradled his injured hand. "Jesus Christ, woman!"
I ignored Martin's cries and nodded to Melody. "Of course."
"Super. I gotta go, but I'll see you then." She hopped off my desk and walked around, grabbing her purse. Although she acted like everything was fine, I could tell she was frazzled.
"But what about-"
"My website? We'll obviously have to do it another time, when we aren't interrupted by some stupid douchebag." Melody kicked Martin in the shin, causing him to drop to his knees and groan. "Bye, hun. I'll see you tonight."
"Melody, wait." I got up from my chair, ignoring Martin and sprinted over to her as she reached the door. "Don't go because of him."
She shook her head. "No, it's fine." Except I knew it wasn't.
"You forgot your-"
"Panties? I told you to keep them, it's a forget-me-not."
I shook my head. "No, uh, thank you, but that's not what I was referring to. I meant your memory stick."
"Oh, hold on to that, too. Save it for next time when we can actually get to work." She started to open the door, but I wrapped my hand over hers to make her stay.
"Babe, please don't leave. I'm sorry he acted that way, I'll make him apologize." I looked at her with a solemn expression, genuinely not wanting her to go, but she shook her head.
"No, forget it. It wouldn't be sincere. If I know one thing, it's that somebody like him will never learn. Thanks for trying, though. I appreciate it." Melody leaned up and gave me a kiss, I knew that she was on the verge of tears, I could tell. "I'll see you in a few hours. Bye, Gareth." With that, she opened the door and walked out.
I felt helpless as I watched her leave, not to mention incredibly guilty. How could I just sit there and allow that to happen, how could I let my partner-let alone another man- grab my unofficial girlfriend like that? Turning around to see Martin rising up, all I saw was red as I marched forward.
"Martin, what the fuck was that for?!"
He straightened up, giving me a deer in headlights look. "Me?! What did I do?!"
"Don't give me that shit. You know what you did. How dare you try to feel up my girlfriend like that, and right in front of me nonetheless!" I barked at him, which only made Martin start snickering.
"Oh, Melondy's your little girlfriend now, huh? I guess I missed that memo. When did she get the upgrade from charity case? Did you finally fuck her, Gareth?"
"She was never a charity case, and you will apologize to her. If I ever see you pulling that kind of shit again, especially at the office, I won't waste a second telling Rick. You got the folder, now get the fuck out."
I was too enraged to deal with him further. Once Martin left and I calmed down, I knew I had to track Melody down before she left, she couldn't leave here thinking that this was acceptable.
MELODY
I took a deep breath as I dabbed my eyes and cheeks in the bathroom, thankful that I had applied the waterproof Miss Manga mascara before arriving. Utterly embarrassed would be one-way to describe my feelings, but humiliated and insulted would suffice, too. Why hadn't Gareth done anything else to stop Martin from groping me, or even speaking to me the way he did? Did I mean anything to him at all, or was he just sweet-talking me to get into my pants?
Perhaps my doubts were true all along, that he's too good to be true and that we shouldn't be together, that he only took me out to please Rick. I had convinced myself that he was genuine, that I was ready to let my guard down, bare my soul, even reveal my inner sex kitten, but I was clearly mistaken. To make matters worse, he didn't even come after me to see if I was ok, and he should have. What kind of person does that?
With one final breath, I exited the stall, washed my hands, and left the bathroom. As I was making my way to the elevator, I decided that tonight would be our last date, because I couldn't deal with this anymore, I'm driving myself crazy with my constant ups and downs. Although, a part of me wanted to give him a chance to explain himself, except I'm too enraged right now. There's nothing to explain, he sat there with a hard on in his pants and a thumb up his ass. A typical little boy instead of a real man. I was so distracted by my racing thoughts that I was caught completely off guard when somebody yanked my arm into a corner, covering my mouth before I could let out a scream for help. I looked up to see Shane's familiar leer.
"Hey, honey tits. Glad to see you here."
I shot him a nasty glare as I shoved his hand off of me, my anger rising. "Why won't you leave me alone?! I don't want anything to do with you!"
Shane scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Don't play me for a fool, sugar pussy. Nobody will ever fuck you like I can. What's this I hear that you're dating Steve Jobs Jr.?"
I don't know how he found out, but I was stunned into silence at the moment. Shane would tell Gareth about our affair and my dad, things he needs to hear from me, not some horn dog jackass who will twist things.
"What I do is none of your damn business, and if you don't fuck off once and for all, I will tell Rick and Lori everything. I'm sick of your shit." I tried to leave the corner he had us wedged into, but Shane put his full body weight on me, once again using his physical strength as an advantage. "Get off of me or I'll scream."
The only thing he did was laugh as he pushed himself into me further despite my squirming to break free. "Listen to me, chick. You'll do exactly as I say if you don't want your little boyfriend to find out that you're The Governor's neglected spoiled princess that fucked the owner of the company he founded. As far as I'm concerned, I own you. You're too weak to do anything about it."
Hearing that was the final straw. I may be damaged and depressed, but I am not weak. I raised my right arm up, turned to the side, and elbowed him hard in the chest, letting out my rage as I raised my knee, kicking him in the groin and shoving him. Luckily, the impact effected him immediately as he dropped to his knees, it was enough for me to break free and run off. Déjà vu all over again with the Tony Robbins incident, I ran until I reached my car, locking myself inside until I stopped hyperventilating. I was only torturing myself keeping this all in, maybe it's was karma because I was such a problematic child growing up, the reason why Dad left and Mom couldn't get a job and we lost our house and our money. Maybe I'm just a burden on everybody's lives, even though I knew I wasn't. Right now, my mind was a mess, I needed to go home and unwind, think everything over before tonight. I turned the key in the ignition, "Set Fire To The Rain" by Adele blaring from the stereo as I drove out of the parking structure.
Providence, Los Angeles, 8:45 PM
GARETH
"That's pretty much Starbucks in a nutshell for you. Man, who would think that I'd go from working there to contributing to their advertising, huh?"
"Uh huh." Melody nodded, her eyes never leaving her phone as she played Fruit Ninja. "That's nice."
Normally, in addition to an actual response, I would have gotten a smile and a compliment, but she had been acting cold and standoffish all evening. When I picked Melody up, she was dressed more provocatively than I've ever seen her. She was wearing a tight black bandage dress, a high, sleek ponytail, dark eye makeup, and black pumps. Melody barely let me kiss her hello, she just brushed past me and got in the car. We hardly talked the whole ride to the restaurant or when we sat down except to give each other updates on the baseball game. The ambiance must have been affecting everything, because the Royals killed the Giants 7-2, now evening the World Series 1-1.
"Honey, what's wrong? You barely touched your food and haven't spoken more than two sentences to me all night." We were at Providence, a trendy seafood restaurant in L.A. with dishes served by famed Chef Michael Cimarusti. It's a pretty tranquil setting, a spacious two-story place with khaki/beige walls decorated with white flower blossoms. Providence was one of the most romantic restaurants in the city, and tonight, which was supposed to be starry-eyed for us, was more like what our first date should have been: uncomfortable and awkward.
"Nothing, I'm fine, Gareth. I guess I wasn't as hungry as I thought I was. I just have a lot on my mind." She looked away, and I was starting to get frustrated. Obviously, I knew what was bothering her, but she needed to tell me, I'm too old for guessing games.
"No, you're not fine. I know you're lying to me, but what I don't know is why." I spoke to Melody in a firm voice, which made her finally look over at me with an annoyed grimace.
"The fact that you have to ask proves that either you're completely oblivious or you genuinely don't care." Up to this point, I've never seen her get angry or act unconcealed, she was always very bubbly and sweet. This was coming off as a surprise, except then I remembered what she said at the park about having an emotional "crazy" side of her, perhaps this was it.
"Melody, I'm not a mind reader. Therefore, I have no idea what's bothering you, but I want you to tell me. We can discuss this in a rational manner. Please? I don't want to argue, especially not here." I took her hand from across the table, trying to show that I was being sincere, but she was still irritated and yanked it away, narrowing her eyes at me.
"Ok, well, let's start with how you let your design partner grab my ass and did nothing about it. I mean, what the heck, Gareth? I know I said earlier that I thought I was the one sending you mixed signals, but maybe it's the other way around and you're the one sending me mixed signals. Daryl jokingly puts his hands on me, you say how you didn't like it and want to be the only one to touch me that way, then you very maturely approach Daryl. Today, Martin barges in on unannounced, leers and blatantly grabs my ass, and what did you do? Nothing! You didn't do anything at all, Gareth, and I'm really hurt over that. Especially when you know how I feel about Martin. He's a pervert, he's always making sexist comments and leering at me, he's even made pathetic moves to try feeling up against me. Why didn't you make a stronger attempt?"
It had been on my mind all day that I hadn't been more assertive with Martin until after Melody left, and she was right. I sighed heavily before speaking. "You're one hundred percent justified."
"Yeah, I am. I- wait, what? Did I hear you correctly?" Melody's tone had changed mid sentence from annoyed to shocked, her expression matched as well.
I nodded. "Yes, you're right. I think what happened was that I was in shock. One minute we're messing around and the next minute he's barging in. It threw me off guard, and my attempt to stop him was actually kind of feeble. I let him have it once you left, but I should have thrown him out. I'm so, so sorry, babe, I can't stress it enough. I even ran after you. By the time I got there, you were pulling out of the parking structure. Here," I pulled out my phone and unlocked it. "check my call logs and texts, I really was concerned. I appreciate what you did for me today, and I know it took a lot for you to do that. You have to believe me when I tell you that I really am sorry for not defending you and I promise it won't happen again." My guilt was dripping in my words, there was nothing more I could do but put myself out there.
Melody glanced through my phone before handing it back, her expression still softened. "Call me crazy, but I believe you. It takes a lot to admit when you're wrong, anybody else more than likely would have turned it around on me. As far as that goes, even though I didn't like it, I think I can give you the benefit of the doubt."
I smiled at her, feeling relieved that she had a change of heart. "Never again, Melody. You have my word."
She still had a sad look on her face. "Except I can't shake this foreboding feeling that there's something you're holding back. I'm right, aren't I?"
The words from my moms began echoing in my head, and I knew this had dragged on long enough. I was once again guilty for something I should have been up front about when we first met. "Actually, there are some things I have to discuss with you. Why don't we get out of here and we can talk about it at my place? Everybody will be upstairs by the time we get there, so we'll have some privacy."
After a moment to think it over, she nodded with a small smile. "Ok, let's do it. There are some things I have to discuss with you also."
"Great, I'll get the check." I inwardly sighed in relief as I motioned the waitress over, holding my card up.
"I'm going to go to the bathroom, so why don't I just meet you outside by the valet?"
"Alright, that's fine."
Melody got up, her smile finally returning. "You're one of the good guys, Gareth. Don't make me eat my words now." She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek before walking off. I hoped that she would still think that after everything was unveiled.
FIVE MINUTES LATER
I waited in line for the valet to bring my car around, thankful that there were only two more cars ahead of me. For a Wednesday night, the place certainly was packed, and Melody still hadn't met me out here yet. I was feeling nervous all over again, kicking myself for not saying anything sooner. All I hoped was that she wouldn't be too shocked.
"Gaareeth?"
A voice that had briefly been music to my ears at one time in my life was now deemed insufferable. Being the gentleman that I am, I couldn't simply ignore her, even though I wanted to grab Melody from the bathroom and make a run for it.
"Genevieve?"
Sure enough, when I turned around, my assumption was correct. There she was, Genevieve Céline, all five feet ten of her, standing next to a Rolls Royce with an elderly gentleman. I considered her a hybrid of Jessica Rabbit and 1990's Nicole Kidman, but if I didn't know any better, I'd assume she was some kind of high-class escort. She was donning a very tight, sparkly red strapless dress, black fur lined kitten heeled mules, a black fur stole, and of course, lots of diamonds. Her green eyes dazzled as she saw me, her cherry red lips curling up into a lascivious grin as she flipped her wavy, near waist length red hair behind her shoulder and strutted over.
"Gaareeth! Ma chérie, vhat a suprise!" She grabbed me by the shoulders and kissed me on both cheeks, oblivious to my stiffened body language, her potent floral fragrance almost making me dizzy. I looked over at the elderly gentleman she had arrived with, but he didn't seem to care and just strolled inside without a second glance at what his date was doing.
"Bonjour, Genevieve. I had no idea you were coming into town." After our two-night stand that sealed the Judith Lieber account, Genevieve had left the country, returning to her mainland. She had tried to get into contact with me saying she wanted to visit, but I had always been busy and her plans ended up falling through. Actually, Genevieve was kind of a flake in my opinion. Our meeting had been rescheduled six times before she finally arrived. Rick felt intimidated by her, which is why I swept in and took over. Even though we got the account, I regret my actions.
"Yes, but only for a few days. Gaareeth, garçon doux." She wrapped her arms around my neck, almost having me in a vice like grip as she leaned in, twirling the back of my hair. "You haven't returned my calls. You enjoyed our time together, no? I know I did." Genevieve winked before speaking her native tongue with her thick accent. Luckily for me, I was bilingual from both taking French during all four years of high school and catching up before the meetings.
"Regarder profondément dans vos yeux bruns verts me rend faible au niveau des genoux." (Translation: "Looking deep into your green brown eyes makes me weak at the knees.") She threw her head back and giggled. "Je souhaite que nous ne étions pas en public, je souhaite que nous étions seuls avec mes jambes dessus de votre tête comme la dernière fois …" (Translation: "I wish we weren't out in public, I wish we were alone with my legs over your head just like last time…")
I laughed awkwardly, finally succeeding in getting her hands off of me. "Oui, oui. We had a nice time, but that was months ago. A lot has changed. I'm seeing somebody now. It's getting pretty serious."
Unfortunately, not even that shook her off. "Ooo, une petite amie pour Gaareeth? (Translation: "Ooo, a girlfriend for Gareth?")? That shouldn't be a problem. Why don't we go back to my suite at the Marriot and have some fun? I still remember your taste, and standing in front of you now makes me think about it all over again." Genevieve wrapped her arms around my neck again, grabbing the back of my head, uniting our lips for a kiss before I could protest. Wide eyed, I stepped back, getting her off of me once again.
"Genevieve-"
"YOU FUCKING PRICK!"
Panic ensued throughout my body as I recognized the voice, and when I turned around, the wind was knocked out of me. Melody was standing there, her beautiful face twisted up in an infuriated scowl, her green grey eyes now shined with angry tears, she was seething mad.
"Melody, I swear, it's not-"
She reached back and slapped me across the face so hard that I stumbled into Genevieve, who went over the sidewalk and fell in a small puddle of backwash water. My face was stinging from the impact as the girl I really wanted storm off, mistaken me for something I'm not. I ignored Genevieve's cursing in French and ran after Melody.
"Melody, wait!"
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