What happened in Vegas: Didn't Stay In Vegas!
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Authors: R. Lorelei
Tags: #romance, #erotica, #love, #sex, #medical, #spanking, #saga, #hospital, #best friend, #fifty shades of grey
What happened in Vegas:
Didn’t Stay In Vegas!
By
R. Lorelei
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2014 by R. Lorelei
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***Violence and Adult Content***
Special thanks to Shadonna Richards
(I
wouldn
’
t have started writing if it wasn
’
t for
you!), Rhea Christine, and Andrea Almeida
for their support and encouragement.
Contents
~1~
Chanel
I followed my
real estate agent, Aria, into the lobby of the first loft she
wanted me to see. She looked to be in her mid-thirties like me, and
she had really big, curly brown hair with the most beautiful blue
eyes hidden behind tacky, black-framed glasses that looked like
they were stolen from Elvis
’
s
wardrobe.
Her lacking sense of style was compensated
by her bubbly personality and her supposed savvy bargaining skills.
Her reputation, however, apparently preceded her, and I needed to
make a note to myself and thank Nick for hooking me up with her. I
was confident Aria would find me a deal, an affordable loft or
condo close to the hospital where I was hired to work.
Aria
said,
“
I have it on good authority that the gorgeous owner is
willing to decrease the cost of rent, if a tenant is found
quickly."
“Gorgeous
owner?
”
“Gorgeous.
”
“How
gorgeous?
”
“Gorgeous,
gorgeous.
”
“Your gorgeous
and my gorgeous could be entirely different.
”
“Unlikely.
”
“How
unlikely?
”
“Very
unlikely.
”
Her eyes glowed as we bantered with each other. I
finished looking at the loft when she said,
“
There is one
more thing you should know before you give me your
answer.
”
“That would
be?
”
“I will be your neighbor.
I happen to live in 814.
“So what do you
think? This in your high end..,
”
she
warned.
“I
’
ll still take it!
”
Aria's eyes
sparkled and she grabbed her glasses from on top of her
head,
“
You are saying,
‘
yes' to the loft?
You
’
re taking it?
”
“Yes,
”
We hugged each other tightly and
squealed. I could smell her perfume as her big curls flew into my
face and tickled my neck. I liked that I was going to have a friend
in my new place, it was less intimidating.
Aria pulled
away first,
“
Are you ready to go
back and get your car?
”
“Please.
”
The entire way back to the office we
chatted idly about the loft and the surrounding vicinities. I
couldn
’
t wait to move in.
When we got
back to Aria
’
s office, I hopped
into Snowball and took off back to my dingy apartment. Snowball was
the white 2014 Mercedes I treated myself to when I became a
resident.
My answering
machine was flashing red. I pressed the button to listen to the
messages while I undressed for a shower. Nick
’
s voice
echoed through my living room.
“
Hey, Coco, did Aria
find you a place? Call me!
”
He knew I hated it
when he called me Coco. My name was Chanel but he never used it.
Maybe if he wasn
’
t so metrosexual he
probably never would have made the association. Nick was like an
annoying brother you could never get rid of, but I definitely owed
him after he set me up with Aria. Note to self, I have to be nicer
to him! (Like that was ever going to happen!)
The second
message was a voice I never heard before, she sounded irate. I
rewound the tape to listen to it,
“
Henry, the baby is
your
’
s, you were full of shit when you said you were
snipped, I
’
ll see you in court!
”
I
couldn
’
t help but laugh as I stepped into the shower and let
the warm water engulf me.
~2~
Aria
Chanel answered
her phone on the third ring. She sounded like I got her at a bad
time.
“
Chanel? Bad time?
”
“Oh no, not at
all, Aria?
”
“That would be
me!
”
“Any
news?
”
“Headlines,
baby, headlines! Can we meet?
”
Chanel
hesitated,
“
Sure, where and
when?
”
“Let
’
s meet at a little
pub near your new loft.
”
I chose the Paddock
because of its warm and friendly atmosphere.
I hopped in the
shower and dressed to the nines in my best outfit. It was a
knockoff Kavita Bhartia dress I found in a thrift store a few
blocks from Holts. I shot a quick email Chase
’
s way in
case he decided to join us. He was Drop. Dead. Gorgeous. I would
have given my left breast just to get that fine man to notice me.
The things I would do! It made me wet just imagining it.
When I found
out Chase was listing the loft with our company, I brought everyone
to see his place hoping I would hit the Jackpot with a potential
client who would rent his loft. They could have been looking for
anything, I didn
’
t care, bungalow,
mansion, I still brought them there.
Chanel, was a bittersweet catch. I liked her
the second I met her. She was friendly, smart, and witty. The
thought of living next door to her and having girly nights in was
enticing. We could rent movies, go for drinks, share secrets. The
one exception would be clothes that is, as her sense of style was
way out there. I had only seen her on two different occasions and
each time she wore blouses that barely covered her breasts and her
stilettos! Her stilettos should have been called stilts since they
were way too high. I would definitely have to take that girl
shopping and help her pick out more flattering clothes.
I opened my MacBook Air and quickly punched
out an email to Chase:
To: Chase
Cc:
From: Aria
Subject: Meeting
Hi, Chase,
I am meeting at
the Paddock at seven with potentially your new tenant for drinks
and lease signing. You are more than welcome to drop by if you are
able. I
’
m sure you are very busy! If you
can
’
t make it, we can meet at my office Monday for you to
sign.
Yours truly,
Aria
I bolded yours
truly and then thought better of it and changed it back. I knew I
was never going to have a chance with Chase once he saw
Chanel
’
s gloriously long legs, huge boobs, and her flawless,
porcelain complexion. Her eyes were the most unique brown I had
ever seen, and she had these perfectly pouty cherry lips that
looked like they already had lipstick on them, even though you knew
they didn
’
t. Her hair, well, that was her best damn
feature. She had wavy and layered hair with tons of seemingly
natural highlights. There was absolutely no way anyone could be
blessed with that color, so it had to be from a bottle. I had to
make a mental note to find out where she went for her color
jobs.
I put the phone on vibrate and threw it into
the knockoff Gucci bag I bought to match my "Kavita Bhartia" dress.
I put my makeup on dark because of the time of day and the lighting
at the Paddock, which was very dim. I spritzed Oscar on myself for
two long seconds a squirt. I must have done at least two or three
long squirts in total. I left a whisper of fragrance everywhere I
went. Nothing was better than a lasting impression!
I arrived at
the Paddock before anyone else and chose a secluded table so we
wouldn
’
t be interrupted frequently by passersby. I laid the
lease on the table and pulled my phone out of my purse to play
Candy Crush Saga while I waited. I had been stuck on level
ninety-two for weeks now and no matter what special candies I
collected, I couldn
’
t pass this stage in
the allowed number of moves. It was frustrating to say the
least.
