Sexual Healin': A BWWM Billionaire Romance (8 page)

She laughed at him and reached out to place her hand on his cheek and hold it there, her fingers stroking his chiseled jaw and chin. "Oh, I don't want to see Veronica about this. You see, I thought you two were exclusive, but this weekend when I saw you with your... friend.... I realized that you like to play the field too, and it inspired me to change our acquaintance." She began to unbutton her trench coat, revealing red lingerie beneath it and a scantily covered body.

Kyle gasped at her and stared, shocked. "What are you doing?”

She grinned at him. "Oh, Kyle... sexy, sweet, Kyle. God, you're a beautiful hunk of a man. I have had my eyes on you for so long, and now I want you to play with me... I want you to have some fun with me," she said, opening her coat fully and leaning toward him, pushing her silicone filled breasts toward his face.

"Or I will just have to visit Veronica and tell her all about the time I saw you on the island with your little girlfriend, making out with her at an ice cream parlor."

Kyle's heart began to pound in his chest. It hadn't occurred to him that he might be caught away from his home. He had only focused on keeping it away from his wife, not from everyone they knew.

"What?!" he asked in shock. "I can't... I don't want to... I'm not going to sleep with you!" He began to grow irritated.

She smiled. "Oh now, Kyle, think carefully about this. You could have a good time with me, and everything stays quiet and simple.” She moved closer to him and kissed his cheek "Or you could tell me no, and then I'd have to go see Veronica and tell her everything... I... know... So come on, Kyle. Let's have a good time. I've had my eye on you for a long time. Let's have some fun."

She slid her arms around his neck and kissed his mouth, and he pushed her away from him. "Stop!" he insisted, standing up and walking over to his office door.

"Get your coat on and get the hell out of here,” he said shortly, opening the door and glaring at her.

She sashayed over to him and smiled at him, running her hand over his crotch and stroking it firmly as she said, "I'll hold off for a little while, but don't make me wait long, or my next call will be to Veronica." She slid a piece of paper into his hand and winked at him.

"Either you call me, or I call her. Give it some thought. I'll give you a week." She gave him a sly smile as she walked out of the door.

He closed the door and stood there in amazement, wondering how in the world it had come to that. One of his wife's friends trying to seduce him in his own office and threatening to tell his wife about the affair he was having with another woman if he didn't have one with her. Obviously, something had gone very wrong somewhere. He went back to his desk and sat there in irritation the rest of the day, trying to focus on work, and trying not to think about Candice or what had happened with Brandy over the weekend when she began declaring her love for him.

He had no idea what he was going to do with that. He was beginning to feel strongly for her, but he wasn't going to let himself fall in love with her; he was married and life was set. It was already going in the direction that it was supposed to go.

Things weren't going to change for him, and falling in love was the last thing he needed to worry about or do. It just wasn't going to happen, no matter how much he liked Brandy or wanted her constantly, there was just no way he was going to fall in love with her.

Chapter6

In the days that followed their weekend together, Brandy heard less often from Kyle and she knew that their relationship had taken a turn. She knew that it was because she had confessed her love for him, and the strain between them was beginning to wear her down.

He wanted her body just as much as he ever did, if not more, and their intimacy was powerful and satisfying. But her heart had begun to ache for him, and he had made no change in the way that he treated her or what he said to her, and every time he paid her for every single time they had sex, he made a point of making the money obvious rather than subtle.

Brandy sat at the table miserably and didn't notice as Alice came up to her.

"Table for one, or can I sit here with you?" She smiled warmly,  getting Brandy's attention.

Brandy smiled then, and stood up to greet her friend.

"Hey there, I was just waiting for you," she said quietly.

Alice raised one eyebrow. "You were waiting for me with that kind of an expression on your face? Am I in trouble or something,” she asked with the hint of worry.

Brandy laughed and shook her head. "No, you aren't in trouble. Sit down."

They sat together and Alice took a long sip of her coffee and then set it down and looked at her friend with concern.

"So, what is this look for if it's not for me? What's bugging you, baby?"

Brandy sighed heavily and raised her eyes to Alice. "I screwed up,”  she said sorrowfully.

Alice tilted her head. "What'd you do?"

Brandy sighed. "I fell in love with him. I said I wouldn't, but I did, and now here I am in love with a married man."

Alice sat quietly for a moment and then leaned forward, laying her arms on the table and lowering her voice. "Does he love you back?" she asked, her eyes steady on Brandy.

"No. No, he does not." She breathed sadly. "We went away for the weekend. He flew me on his private plane to some island and we got this house and it was perfect... and then I just slipped and told him that I love him. I don't even know where it came from; it just... came out... and then it was all I could say to him after that. Tell him I love him, and then tell him again. I feel so stupid. He has a wife, he has a life all settled, and he just wanted to hire me to sleep with him. I'm no one to him; I'm just there for him to have fun. That's all." She spoke dejectedly as she lifted her coffee cup and took a drink from it.

Alice nodded and frowned. "He didn't say it back to you? Not even once?" She was trying to assess what she was hearing.

"Not once," Brandy answered sadly.

Alice shook her head. "Yep. You screwed up. He took you out of town for a weekend and when you told him that you loved him, he didn't say it back to you at all. If there was ever going to be a time when he declared himself to you, that was it. When men take women out of town for secret rendezvous weekends, they admit their love. He didn't, and that means that he was just there to have a good time with you."

Alice leaned further toward Brandy. "I want you to really think hard about this, Brandy, because I'm going to tell you something. He doesn't love you. He doesn't even really need you, he just likes having you around. If you're okay with that, then stay with him, but if you aren't okay with that, then you better realize that he's not going to leave his wife for you, he is not going to have a romantic relationship with you beyond the bedroom.

“He is not going to change what the two of you have and make your position in his life anything more than bed partner. That's all you're going to get, so if that is good enough for you, then stay with him. If it's not good enough for you, then you better get the hell out now while you can, because if you don't, your heart is going to go through the worst heartache you've ever known, and you can bet on that."

Brandy sighed and tears sprang to her eyes. "I know you're telling me the truth, Alice, but I just can't stand it!"

Alice shook her head and took her friend's hands in hers. "Listen to me, girl. He is only interested in your body, and if that works for you then keep it, but if you love him and he doesn't want your heart, then get out now because it's only going to hurt you. One of you has to put you first, and it's obvious that it isn't going to be him. He is putting himself and his wants and needs first, and that's what you have to do.

“You have to decide what's more important to you; love or money. If the money is more important, then stay. Make the money, have great sex, and don't lose your heart in the process. If love is more important than money, then you better quit now, before it's too late. Break up with him and walk away."

Brandy's eyes grew wide and she shook her head. "No! No, I couldn't do that!" she insisted.

Alice looked pointedly at her. "You two have been like rabbits. How much more money do you need?" she asked seriously.

Brandy looked at her sadly and shook her head. "I have a lot of money now. I don't need more money; I just need him," she said in a soft tone.

Alice shook her head. "Well, from what you just told me, you aren't going to get him."

Brandy sighed. "I know you're right. He isn't going to leave his wife for me, and he isn't going to change anything between us because he isn't in love with me."  She shook her head. "I've gotten myself into something I never should have. There's nowhere for me to go with this but out. That's my only choice. I can't keep being with him feeling like I do; I love him and he isn't going to give me that back. He isn't going to love me. It's a one way street. I have to let him go."

A tear rolled down her cheek and she brushed it away quietly. Alice rubbed her fingers over Brandy's hand and comforted her. "You're going to make it through this. You're going to be better off without him. You have the money you need, now focus on school and yourself and your work, and get back into the good place that you found yourself in before; except with more money. You're going to be fine, and I'm here for you, too. I'm always here for you."

Brandy nodded and moved to hug her friend. They changed the subject of their conversation and spoke at length about other things, and when their visit was over, Brandy went home.

The moment she closed the door behind her, she felt the emotion in her well up and wash over her, and she sobbed at the idea of giving Kyle up, but she knew she had to. She cried so hard that she threw up, and then she cleaned herself up and she picked up the phone and called Kyle.

He looked at the caller ID and smiled. He had been trying to give himself a little space with her lately because she had fallen in love with him and he was trying everything he could not to fall for her. He knew it was the last thing that he wanted to have happen, but he was still very glad to hear from her. Spending time away from her had only made him want her more.

"Hello, Brandy!" he said with a smile.

"Hi."  Her throat was sore from crying and he knew that she sounded off.

"What's going on? You don't sound good. Are you alright?" Concern gripped his heart.

She didn't know how she was going to say it or continue, but she knew she couldn't go back, she knew she had no choice but to move forward and go through with the intention for her phone call.

"Kyle... I'm so sorry. I have given a lot of thought to it and I just can't see you anymore,” she said quietly.

There was silence on the other end of the line and he listened to her words, but they strangled him and he couldn't find a way to speak. He wasn't sure he had heard her right. There had to be a mistake.

"What?" he asked uncertainly.

She closed her eyes and drawing a deep breath, she forced herself to say it again. "Kyle, I need to stop seeing you. This has to be it for us." Her voice sounded weak, though her words were strong.

He blinked and his heart began to ache horribly as tears stung at his eyes. "What... why are you saying this? What happened? What are you talking about?" He couldn't figure out how to express his confusion at what she told him.

"I love you, Kyle, and the more I'm with you, the more I fall in love with you. I can't keep seeing you when you don't love me back. It hurts too much. I'm sorry. I didn't know I was going to fall in love with you. That wasn't part of the plan at all; it just kind of happened, and now here we are.

“I'm in love with you and you don't love me, and I'm only going to keep on being your paid lover for as long as you want me in your arms, and that's not enough for me anymore. It was at first, but it's not now. I want more now, Kyle. I want you, and I can't have you, and you don't want me. That leaves me with nothing, so it's time for me to go."

She couldn't believe she had said it; she had gotten it out and told him just what she had been thinking and feeling, and as she heard the words come from her, she knew that she was doing the right thing, but she didn't know it would hurt her as much as it did. Her heart felt like it was ripping in half.

Kyle couldn't believe what he was hearing. She was breaking up with him.

"Wait!" he said anxiously. "There has to be something we can work out... something we can do! I can't let you go like this. I can't lose you!" He felt a pain tearing at his heart; a pain he had never known, and he didn't know what to do.

She shook her head. "There's nothing we can do, Kyle; you don't love me. You aren't leaving your wife for me. There is no future for us as a real couple. I'm just a paid lover to you, and I can't keep on going like this. It hurts me too much. I have to let you go,” she told him through tears.

He was astounded. "I don't know what to say to you," he told her as he found himself lost in bewilderment.

"Say goodbye to me,” she answered him sadly. "I'm so sorry it has to be this way, but I just can't keep hurting myself by staying with a man who doesn't love me back or want me like that. I'm sorry. I want the best for you, too." She bit her lip and then added. "I love you. Goodbye." And with that, she hung up.

Kyle held his silent phone in his hand and tried to draw a breath, but his heart was breaking and wracked with pain and he didn't know how to make it stop. He set the phone down and sat in a chair, staring straight ahead to nothing. She was leaving him because she loved him too much to be with him. It was a cruel irony, and one he was not at all prepared to deal with.

He felt numb all over his body as he sat there and tried to work out the thoughts in his mind and the emotions in his heart. They were a riot of chaos and he could find no way to untangle them.

He tried to tell himself that it was fine that she was gone. He hadn't really meant for anything to start between them anyway; he was a married man and had developed a weakness for her because he was profoundly lonely and she was the only woman who touched him intimately in his weekly massages. She was the only other woman he confided anything to, and he hadn't confided anything to his wife in so long that he realized it would be a more honest statement to say that he only confided in Brandy.

He thought over their conversation for a long time and in the end, he realized that she had been right. She was in love with him and he was determined not to be in love with her. How could he be, he wondered to himself. If he let himself believe his own heart, then he would be in love with one woman and married to another, and that was going to make an even bigger mess than the one he had already created for himself.

He told himself that it was the right time to let her go, as his own feelings were growing stronger for her and if he had any hope of keeping from falling in love with her, then letting her go now was the best thing he could do.

With his heart broken and his body aching with the pain, he took a deep breath and told himself that she was right and it was the best thing to do. He told himself to let her go.

Brandy spent the next week feeling horribly sick and sad, crying herself to sleep every night struggling with the pain of trying to get over him. She went to school, she went to work, and she did not hear from him at all. She was worrying, however, about her health. She had been throwing up every day, more than once a day, since just before she broke up with Kyle and it had begun to worry her.