Complicated Ties (The Ties Trilogy (A Contemporary Erotic Romance Novel)) (5 page)

My phone vibrated in my pocket, I pulled it out and peered at the screen.

“White” I spoke trying not to sound excited

“Miss White, it’s Daniel Ace...” his dulcet tones pulsating against my ear making me quiver.

“How are you then? ...I’ve got your plans and calculations ready” his question and remark came across sternly like he was trying to take control of the conversation.

“I’m good, just a busy day at the office like everyone else, when would you want me to come and see you”, the hairs on the back of arm started to prickle at the thought of seeing him again.

“Tomorrow would be good for me, any good for you Miss White?” I could hear the trepidation in his voice, other voices in the background.

“Well tomorrow should be ok, Let’s say 10 o’clock as diary is empty until 1” I switched the phone to my other ear as he continued talking.

“Fantastic, I’ll see you at 10 Miss White” I could hear him write something down  the pen scratching against paper.

The shrill of my office phone began to ring, I had to end the conversation it Daniel.

“Mr Ace, I have to go, my other phone is ringing and it could be important”,

“Ok Miss White I’ll see you tomorrow” With that he promptly hung up the phone.

I made  my way to my office and picked up the continually ringing phone which reminded me of those old fashioned alarm clocks that my mother had in her bedroom that always kept going off.

“Hello..” I heard the breath of the other person on the other end of the phone, it was Jenna.

“Maddie, I’ve got that x-ray you wanted. We're looking at more than five cracked ribs and a ruptured spleen” her voice sounding impatient.

I joined Jenna in an ante-room of the theatre where Max was heavily sedated. She handed me my iPad and I went through the x-rays. It had appeared Max’s ribs were broken not cracked and he had a small perforation on his spleen due to one of the ribs. Jenna had managed to stop the bleeding but he needed surgery to repair it.

“Jenna could you get the Crabbs on the phone please, I’ll take it in my office”, Jenna left me and Max, he was breathing steadily, a wheezing sound coming from his mouth. I gave him a gentle stroke and went back into my office.

As I sat there waiting for the call from the Crabbs  I thought about meeting Daniel Ace once again, and thought about what would I wear, how I would react to him,
‘I hope I don't do anything to make him uncomfortable...although making him squirm by wearing something revealing would be fun...’,
my thoughts were interrupted the phone going off again.

“I have the Crabbs on the phone for you...line two”, I heard a click as Jenna transferred the call.

“Mr Crabb, Could you come in as soon as possible, I need to discuss on how we are going to progress with Max”, I looked again at the x-ray as I spoke to him.

“There's more than a few broken ribs and a ruptured spleen” I said hearing his breath get a little faster.

“Sure thing, I’ll be there in fifteen minutes, is there anything I need to take with me” he seemed agitated, I hung up the phone .

I got up and walked out of my office into the reception area, where Mr and Mrs Crabb were waiting for me.

“Would you like to come with me”, they both followed me into my office where I showed them the x-ray that depicted the extent of their dog's injuries.

“We can operate and repair the perforation to his spleen and strap up his cracked ribs, but it’s a fifty percent chance if he makes it through the operation”, I could see the desperation in their eyes as I recounted the news.

“Just do what you need to do Doctor White, we’ll be ok, Max will pull through. He’s made of sterner stuff” his answer was curt and to the point.

I could understand that his wife was understandably upset, and I put my hand on her shoulder.

“I’ll leave you to discuss it between yourselves, when you need me just let the young lady on reception know” with that I walked calmly back to my office, where I let out a sigh and picked up my phone and dialled Lisha. After several rings she picked up.

“Hello...” she sounded

“Hiya..I need your help at some point today, I’ve got a pitbull who was involved in an RTA and your expert assistance would be appreciated. The old couple who own him are worried that he won’t survive”

“If you need me, you need me”, I could hear her moving around her front room, muting the television.

“I’ll give you a bell later on, all dependent on what they say”

“Sure Maddie”, Lisa hung up and I headed back to Mr and Mrs Crabb who were sitting in the waiting room, the looks on their faces I had seen half a dozen times before with other cases of animals relying on their owners' decisions to decide their fate.

“Well...” I asked them as Mr Crabb stood up and looked at me.

“I don’t care how much it costs and how long it takes, please make Max better Doctor White”, came his reply with his face full with emotion.

“OK, when I’ve completed the surgery you will be the first to know, the best thing to do is go home and rest, you look like you both need...Don’t worry we’ll do our best” , I showed them to the door and said goodbye.

Lisha arrived with her engine growling as she came to a halt outside the clinic, she opened her car door and stepped out onto the ground.

“Maddie..” her greeting sounded jovial

“Lisha..how was your afternoon” I asked quizzically

“All good, nothing but Days of our lives on dvd” she replied while we walked into the clinic.

We both scrubbed up and went into the operating theatre. Jenna was already there monitoring Max’s. levels of anesthetic, the repetitive beeps of the monitors filling the room.

The surgery went as well as expected, I repaired the perforated spleen and Lisha strapped Max’s ribs. We placed him in the recovery room where he came round slowly, he looked dazed and confused.

We both cleaned up and decided to head  back to mine, I popped my head around the corner and saw the clock...’8:35’.

“Jenna, would you lock up please, make sure Max is comfortable...Let the Crabbs know they can see him tomorrow”, Jenna looked up from her book and replied, “Sure...I’ll see you tomorrow...don’t do anything I wouldn’t do..”, she returned to her engrossing book.

Lisha was waiting outside with the sound of her Crossfire purring, she looked up at me and waved.

“Ok,I’m coming...stop being impatient”, she smiled at me like a grinning Cheshire cat who had just eaten the biggest bowl of cream he had ever clapped his eyes on.

I closed the door and looked at Lisha, who had put the car in gear and moved across the parking lot towards the main road.

“You fancy Italian food tonight, I’ve heard good things about Puccini Pinetti in San Francisco”

“San Francisco?” she looked at me like I said something crazy.

“Yeah, you can drive us, we can always have a cheeky bottle before hand, you know to loosen us up a bit. It’s been kinda hectic”, I pulled out my phone to check my messages as Lisha decided to overtake a truck carrying large logs.

“Oh..come on, let's not do anything crazy shall we, lets save that to later” Lisha winked at me as she continued down the freeway.

Later on that evening we headed into San Francisco, passing through North Beach, Russian Hill and South of Market. We pulled up outside the restaurant and I got out.

“Just going to find somewhere to park, grab a table and I’ll meet you inside” she said as she pulled off.

Puccini Pinetti was one of those Italian restaurants that was always packed, the only available tables were on the first floor.

The bow-tied waiter directed me to a plain looking elevator, the doors opened and I stepped in. I heard a familiar voice shout out,

“Hold the doors please”, I couldn’t believe who I saw walking briskly across the floor navigating his way to me. My pupils dilated as he entered the lift, his scent filled my nose as I felt a little tingle in between my legs.

He was dressed in tight black jeans and a white tee-shirt ,Daniel Ace looked beautiful. I could feel the electricity between as he stood  next to me as the door closed ,

“Miss White, What an unexpected surprise”, his voice drawing me in.

“Mr Ace, and the reason you're here then?”, I asked him, looking into his eyes,
‘God those eyes were so crystal clear and so hypnotizing’
.

“My dinner date with Carl Anderson, one of my many sub-contractors, lots of business talk”, his response came at me like waves. I knew then that I wanted him, wanting to slam him against the elevator wall and kiss him hard.

“And your reason for being here? Dinner with some handsome guy?, he knew I wasn’t here with a man, he knew that he was teasing me.

“No...I’m here with a friend.. Lisha”, my answer directed at his remark. The atmosphere in the elevator had become intolerable.

‘Fuck this’,
I grabbed Daniel by the shoulders and pushed him hard against the cold steel mirrored wall and kissed him on his thick juicy lips, he looked surprised but he responded by kissing me back as hard as he could. I could taste his saliva as we exchanged fluids, his tongue clashing with mine, the taste of peppermint chewing gum filling my mouth. I could feel my pussy start to get wet, he grabbed the back of my neck and forced his tongue deeper into my mouth. I could feel his manhood grow underneath his jeans, its bulbous head pushing against me.

The beginnings of an orgasm started  to build up in my stomach as our teeth clashed and tongues mingled.

“Fuck...” I came up for air, pushing Daniel back. The air was clammy and hot, as my breath became shallow.

Daniel came closer to my face and whispered.

“I want to bend you over, pull your underwear aside and fuck you until you cum and watch as your juices flow down the  inside of your legs” his statement made me tingle.

“Not now.. Daniel...” the lift door opened as we composed ourselves. I spotted Lisha sitting at a table nursing a glass of wine. I walked over to her and took my seat, looking at the menu to avoid speaking until I had calmed down.

“You look a little hot”, her question aimed at my appearance.

“I’m ok, it’s just the air conditioning playing havoc with me”, Lisha went back to her drink and started to scan the menu, I knew she didn’t believe me.

I felt my phone buzz and I looked at the screen, it was a text from an unknown number.

‘MISS WHITE IAM STILL WAITING TO BEND YOU OVER AND FUCK YOUR SWEET  HOT PUSSY AND PULL MY COCK OUT AND CUM ACROSS YOUR BODY’

I could feel more heat enter my cheeks as I read the text, the thought of Daniel’s hard manhood, it's pulsating as it came to me.

I thought about texting him back, and pushed the thought out of my head.

Lisha ordered for both of us as made my excuses.

“I’m merely going to pop to the wash room and freshen up” I knew Lisha thought I was making it up.

“Sure, don’t be long or the food will get cold” she replied, taking another sip of wine.

I headed towards the restrooms and saw Daniel do the same, his guest watching him from their table. I knew we would bump into each other again, the thoughts of us in the elevator caused a shiver to go down my back.

I pushed the door to the ladies room and Daniel grabbed my arm, and pulled me into a private dining room that was empty.

We both stood there in the dimly lit room,

“How can you do that, just leave me wanting more?” his question making my mouth water.

“You know I would follow you, how could you not expect me to come after you”. I stood there silently taking him in, his tight tee-shirt revealing his perfectly formed chest, his black jeans revealing his perfectly formed cock.

“I couldn’t help myself, look I have to go back to Lisha, she’s waiting for me” I knew my reply had deflated his ego.

“So I’ll still see you tomorrow then?” his eyes looking at me like a rabbit caught in headlights.

I turned around and put my hand on the door handle, Daniel grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into him. His lips pushing against mine, I parted mine and let his tongue envelop the inside of my mouth, the taste of peppermint lingering. I bit the bottom of his mouth and he let out a moan, I pushed him back.

“Look, I really need to get back to Lisha”, I told him firmly.

I opened the door to the private room and left, turning into the ladies room.

When I finally got back to our table, Lisha was eating her food with mine being kept warm,

“You ok Mad?, she asked as I took my seat, trying to divert her attention away from my little meeting with Daniel

“Yeah, it’s a little bit too hot in here don’t you think?”, Lisha looked at me and smiled.