Personal Possessions (28 page)

I looked down at my finger
that continued to run over the supple skin as I imagined how they
use to feel against the skin of my throbbing cock.

I had to stop obsessing
over this. There used to be more us than just the sex. We used to
talk about everything. She went through right alongside of me, the
rough family life that I had grown up with. I remembered about her
family and her tragic loss.

“I’m sorry about your
dad.”

“
I know.”

Visions of Bear comforting
her when she needed him most flooded my mind as well as frustration
and infuriation that built up inside my chest. He had no right to
be her comfort, she meant nothing to him. A fact I discovered out
in the alleyway of a titty bar all strung out on god knows what,
wrapped up in the arms of a stripper.

“
Should ‘a been me,
Elle.”

She didn’t respond, she
probably had no idea what I was talking about and I really didn’t
want to get into it. I pulled her into my arms and just held onto
her, rubbing my hands down her back. I wanted to make sure that
this was reality and not a dream.

“Goodnight,
babe.”

“
Night, babe.”

There I had it. What I had
been waiting for…seventeen years that what I saw that night out in
front of her dad’s house. That look that said that she didn’t want
to be done with me, was in fact true. She wasn’t done with me,
never had been…never would. I knew it and now I knew she knew it
too. I closed my eyes and hugged her closer to me.

“
She’s with
me.”

I said out loud but to
myself, Elle had passed out, so I didn’t really need to worry that
she would hear…I didn’t give a shit if she did or not; it was the
truth.

She was anchored to
me…right here…right now, in this moment.

I closed my eyes and did
something I hadn’t done in seventeen years; I slept without one
nightmare or regret.

***

Waking up, I noticed
something never change…as with Elle.

The covers were all pushed
to the bottom of the bed, her legs were all sprawled out, taking up
most of the bed, and she still slept so deep she snored as loud as
a man. I would never let her in on that little known “Elleny Fact”
because one of two things would happen; she would deny it or she
would be embarrassed over something that was so fucking cute in my
book.

I sat up on one hand and
with the other took my index finger and traced the valley between
her breasts. That area was always my favorite place to tease her. I
traced underneath one breast and then the other.

I heard a small moan come
from Elle as she slept along with her hips raising.

“Holy shit, she thinks
she’s dreaming.”

I laughed out loud. I
repeated the action again, but this time, I continued down into her
belly button.

The moaning became
louder.

“God, I’ve missed waking
up to you like this Ellie-bean.” I whispered.

I decided it’s time to
wake her up since we have to be down for breakfast and start our
day.

“Good Morning
Ellie-Bean”

“
Goddammit, I forgot to
drink the tea last night, I hate this dream. I’ve got to get up,
wake up Elle, it’s another day in hell.”

I laughed. She must still
be drunk, what is she talking about tea.

“
Oh shit, that’s not my
ceiling.”

I sit up but don’t say a
word, Elle’s disoriented and she might not remember anything about
last night, so I let her grasp her whereabouts in her own
time.

“Oh god, my
head.”

Elle’s head starts moving
around the room as panic overwhelms her. Finally, her eyes come
over to me. Terror now takes over her as she created scenarios and
scenes from what only could’ve happened between us last
night.

“What are you doing in my
bed?”

“I said good morning,
Elle, there is usually a positive response to that
comment.”

“
Morning TJ, now what are
you doing in my bed?”

I chuckled.

“You asked me to lay with
you last night and I must say I enjoyed it immensely, I forgot how
much you talk in your sleep. I must say I don’t know whether to
blush or feel honored that I make you, hmmmmm, what’s the perfect
word I can think of to describe those noises you were making after
you said my name…moan? Groan? Nah, not descriptive
enough.”

I loved fucking with her.
This was a great way to get back at her for the little rant she
caused at dinner last night.

“
You’re lying!”

I raised my eyebrow as she
looked at me and realized I was in fact telling the truth. She saw
this and calmed down.

“
Thank you for your
comforting last night, TJ but seeing as I have to meet you in an
hour and a half, to have breakfast and start the day, I have a lot
to get done before then. Until breakfast, Mr. McHale.”

I slowly pulled the covers
away and stood by the bed. Since she liked the view last night so
much, I figured I’d give her an encore. I headed over to the chair
to grab my sweats, but I didn’t put them on. I wanted to make sure
she got to see…everything.

Her stare, along with her
jaw that was almost touching the floor, told me that she noticed my
boxers that barely contained my morning wood bulge, and that she
did indeed like what she saw.

I couldn’t help but
smile.

I walked towards Elle,
whose eyes were still stuck on my package. I grabbed myself to
reposition it, and coughed a small attention-getting cough,
bringing her back to reality from thoughts I only wish I could
read. As her eyes came back to mine, her cheeks filled with blush
and she knew she had been busted.

Coming up almost to
touching her, Elle’s head lifted to look up into my face. This
stance made me feel though I was her guardian…her protector; I
craved to be that to her. I remembered what I wanted to
say.

I raised my hand and
touched my finger to her nose as she did mine last night, which I’m
sure she didn’t even remember.

“I’ve missed you too,
Ellie-bean.”

I stated before I left to
go to my room and get dressed.

Though time had passed, I
knew it wouldn’t take me as much time to get to get dressed as it
would Elle. So, the first place I stopped was in the kitchen to
make a pot of coffee. I wasn’t going to be fully awake until I had
my first cup and I knew Elle would definitely need a cup with the
way she would be feeling this morning. So, as soon as it was done
brewing, I poured myself and Elle a cup and took hers to her
bedroom door. A couple moments later, Elle appeared at the
door.

“
I thought maybe you’d
like a cup of coffee”

Her eyes went down to look
to make sure I made it correctly. As if I would forget how she took
her coffee.

“One sugar, dash of
milk…..just like you like it….go ahead, take it.”

I held it out in front of
me so that she didn’t think I was going to try anything like I did
last night. I was being a gentleman and offering her a peace
offering…kinda.

“Thanks.”

“Ah-huh”

I said as I headed back to
the kitchen to get my cup and onto my room to get
dressed.

Opening the door to the
suite, I could always depend on my paper being right there, no
matter what time I got up. I was always an early riser, so some
hotels, I would beat to the paper. I went to the money section to
look at the stocks as I sipped on another cup of coffee while I
waited on Elle. Finishing up with that, I pulled the new reports
out of my brief case that Mary had sent to me last night.
Everything looked good, I just always wanted to be kept up to speed
with what was happening with my company.

As I went over the last
set of numbers, I looked up to see Elle standing there, fully
dressed. I couldn’t help but stare.
She was a fucking dream. So beautiful, I was speechless. There was
no way in fucking hell that I was going to be able to concentrate
on work when she was standing next to me looking and smelling that
good. She must’ve noticed that I was staring because she looked
down at her outfit.

“What, is there something
on me? I knew I shouldn’t have laid this on the bed, shit, give me
a minute I’ll go-“

“You look…..You look
beautiful, Elle.”

Was all I could get out of
my mouth. The skirt she was wearing made her legs look unreal, not
only that it hugged her ass just perfect. I had a feeling, if I
caught anyone of my male employees checking her out, I was going to
not only fire them but kick their ass…wait, what was I
saying.

Elle’s scent pass by me
made me come back to my senses…

“Oh please, you already
were in my bed last night, McHale, it won’t be happening again and
that sweet talk is just wasting your oxygen. I hope you’re ready to
work, mister because I’m not here to play.”

Elle confidently
demanded.

I chuckled as I knew that
was so far from what was going to happen, but I would allow her to
think that. I followed her to the door and held it open for
her.

“
Yes Ma’am.”

I smiled and
winked.

****

“
So, I have two
assistants; Mary and Sara who are now your assistants. Use them.
Don’t be afraid to tell them what to do and how to do it. Your
methods are the best I’ve come across. You and Stevens have a nice
system going, uncomplicated and very thorough.”

I stated, bringing her up
to speed with what details I thought were necessary as soon as we
walked into the office. We were chatting as we sat at the
restaurant table eating breakfast.

“
Thank you. I’ve tried to
comprise everything into what would take the smallest amount of
time, but would cover all that needs to be covered. I know how your
business men are workaholics.”

I chuckled as I bit into
my breakfast steak.

“That we are.”

We ate a bit more before
continued talking. I wanted to make sure that she ate something,
with the hangover that had to come from last night’s whisky-fest,
she needed something on her stomach.

“Sara will show you to
your office. She knows you’re coming in today, she can help you
find the names of the clients and all their information. Mary on
the other hand is fairly new, so you can use her to make the copies
and she can help out putting the presentations
together.”

Finishing up the bite in
her mouth and wiping her lips with her napkin, Elle finished with a
relieved look on her face.

“Great, I will need to
have a memory stick for each client that has outstanding mergers
with you that are still pending. That makes it easy, because I can
put all that specific clients info onto one and everything we need
is right there at our fingertips. I could, of course with Sara’s
help probably have those done by tomorrow afternoon so that we can
begin putting presentations together.”

Sitting there watching
Elle speak about her ideas that pertained to my company, memorized
me. I kept coming back to that place years ago…months ago when
woman after woman would become her as though I could only envision
her as a thought or a memory, even at one point, I fought against
her; pushing her away from me. Yet…here she sat, across from me
carrying on a conversation with me. It just all seemed so
surreal.

“
You’re staring again,
TJ.”

“
You’re
spellbinding.”

I immediately
stated.

Her face softened, but yet
she seemed…cautious.

“
Stop.”

I smiled. She was playing
shy.

“Stop
what…why?”

Elle laid her fork down
and the smile left her face. All joking had been put
aside.

“
Why are you doing this
TJ? Is this some game to get back at me for what happened between
us?”

Just as fast as I allowed
the smile to appear on my face, I wiped it off. Rage filled
consumed me as though I had been betrayed. What the fuck would put
that idea in her mind. Everything that I had done these past
seventeen years was for her. There was nothing that I wanted to get
back at her for and I sure as fuck wasn’t playing any games with
her. I unintentionally grabbed a hold of her wrist and dragged her
to the back of the restaurant where the restrooms were. I needed to
be alone with her, I was going to make sure that she never
questioned my intentions again. I kicked the bathroom door open and
burst through it pushing her up against the wall.
I could feel Elle shaking. I didn’t mean to scare her, I quickly
needed to fuck that thought out of her mind, and this was where I
was going to do it. I pushed her up against the wall by my hips. I
swayed from side to side, rubbing up against her so that she could
feel how hard my cock was.

“
Do you feel that Elle?
Does this feel like a fucking game to you?” I yelled in her face.
“Nothing about me and you is a game! Don’t ever let me hear you say
that again!”