Work Before You Fuck (Before You Fuck #2) (7 page)

“Good morning,” Adrian said, kissing my neck and pushing aside my hair, “That was a beautiful night.”

He turned me around and lifted me up.

“You could be my greatest love,” he said. My heart wanted to explode out of my chest.

“Careful, you going to spill this coffee,” I said and he put me back down. He looked down at my and pulled my hair back into a mock ponytail.

“You have made my dreams come true, Adrian. I didn’t think a love like this was possible for me.”

“That’s so sad to hear. At least I can make your dreams come true,” Adrian leaned down and gave me a soft, sweet kiss on my lips.

“What are we going to do with ourselves before we pack up and leave?”

“Whatever you want to do.”

“Ug, this afternoon we do have to go back to New York,” Adrian said, “I hate to break it to you.”

“I don't want to go back to reality,” I told Adrian. And it was the truth. I just wanted to be with him and living our lives. “I just wanted to be in this little bubble,” I said with a sad smile.

“We can come here again. I mean, it's not going anywhere; I own it!”

 I laughed, “Okay sweetie.” Then I paused.

“I want to make you breakfast. You made me that delicious turkey sandwich, which by the way I want another one of those for lunch, but let me make you an omelet. I’m kind of known for my Denver omelet. So I grabbed Adrian by the hand and led him to the couch. “You sit down and watch some TV.” So off I went. I started cracking some eggs, and toasting some bread, and slicing some avocado.

 I served Adrian brunch at the table and the he asked me about growing up

“Tell me what it was like to grow up in Chinatown.”

“I spent most of my life in the New York City, so when I went to college in Ithaca, it was a revelation. I loved the rural feel – I felt like I was finally seeing life in color. Growing up with my two older brothers in a small apartment, life was pretty black-and-white. My parents were always working in their restaurants. My brothers and I were always studying to get ahead in life. Getting into Cornell was really wonderful for my family. It was a huge accomplishment. We were all successful, but my brothers have been successful in traditional ways. When I didn’t see myself in the sciences and I started exploring the design world, my parents were devastated. I really saw myself as a designer. They had to adjust.”

Adrian stopped me, “Well, what would they think of me?” I paused and thought for a moment.

“I haven't thought about that, but you are successful so I'm sure they'll be very happy about that,” I laughed.

“Of course they want me to marry a Chinese guy but maybe it’s enough that you do business in China! The bottom line is that I’m used to not following my parents’ wishes so I don't mind whatever they think about you,” I squeezed his hand.

“What about your family, Adrian?”

“Unfortunately like I said before I don’t have my mother anymore. She was actually kind of older when she had me, like in her forties. She would've loved you and you would have enjoyed her, too.”

“Adrian, I’m sorry.”

“That’s okay, it was a long time ago,” he said, looking down, “I was her only boy and an ‘oops baby.’ I have a bunch of older sisters and they’re still trying to mother me!”

 We sat together and cuddled for awhile.

“Do you want to go back to the garden before we go?”

“Yes, that would make me so happy,” I said, jumping up and putting on my shoes. We walked outside and realized that the sun was shining. “Wow, I love the feeling of the sunshine on me.”

“Me too,” Adrian said, leaning over and squeezing my hand.

We walked over to the sculptures and meandered through the little gravel paths, staring on the reflecting ponds. I sat down on a stone bench and Adrian scooted right next to me.

“I love this place, Adrian.”

“Me too,” he said, “Can you imagine yourself living here?”

“Yes, I can. When can I move in?” I asked laughing. Adrian put his arm around my neck and leaned in for a kiss.

“You design it and then I’ll give you the keys,” he said.

“That’s a deal,” I said, locking eyes with him.

Chapter Eighteen

Adrian ended up making his special turkey sandwiches again to take on the road and we hopped in the convertible to start driving back to New York. We were going to stop at a park and eat our sandwiches somewhere along the route.

I put on a baseball hat of Adrian’s so my hair wouldn’t blow around too much. The noise of the air swirling around the convertible, made it hard to chat, so I spent the whole ride with my hand on his thigh, occasionally giving it a little squeeze. At one point, I nodded off and before I know we were back in the city at his apartment.

“Let’s go up to my apartment and eat our picnic lunch sandwiches since it’s a little earlier than I expected. Let's just chill.”

By the time we got into Adrian's apartment, I'd start getting pretty hungry so we sat down with our sandwiches. Adrian took a phone call right as we were about to dig in. I could wait so I looked over the view. It was amazing to see the skyline from that vantage point. The buildings shooting up straight into the sky with the Hudson in the background was stunning.

When the phone call was over, Adrian came back to the table. “I really have to take care of some business right now. Let’s eat quickly and then I can have Jorge drive you back to your apartment. Does that sound okay?”

I put my arms around him and kissed him.

“Kai, when am I going to see you again? What are you up to this weekend?”

“I’m free, just call me or text.”

“Great, I will call you. I hope I can wait until Saturday to have you in my arms again.”

“See you later sweetie,” I said as I grabbed my bag.

“Bye-bye, give me kiss,” Adrian leaned my back and gave me a kiss as I giggled.

When I stepped outside it Jorge was waiting for me. He held the door open and led me into the car. While he drove, I kept thinking I just couldn't believe that this just happened. I fell deeply, madly in love with someone over the course of just a few days
. I hope it wasn't dream.
It was so wonderful to feel something that I've never felt before in my entire life. I couldn’t stop smiling.

Jorge pulled up to my apartment and he rolled down the window between us in the limousine. “Hon, I just want to let you know you're one of many. He was just in China. I was with him there and I can tell you that he likes the Asian ladies, he especially likes Chinese women. Sorry to say, he screwed a lot of prostitutes while he was there. So enjoy it while it lasts girl. Dime a dozen.”

Then he dropped me off unceremoniously. I was dumbfounded as I walked into my apartment. Oh my God, I just couldn't believe what he said to me and I felt like a piece of trash. I should have trusted my gut. There was something wrong with him. There was something wrong with me. I threw myself on my bed and cried.

Chapter Nineteen

The next morning I got ready for work. It was Friday and I would have taken the day off because I was sick to my stomach. But I force myself to go to work. I’d just spent two full days screwing my client, thinking I had fallen for “the one.” Only to have my whole world turned upside down by the fucking driver.

How credible was Jorge anyway? Did he really see Adrian fucking a ton of Asian girls? Or did he lie to protect his boss from you women gold diggers? Whatever Jorge was doing, I just wanted to slap him across the face. Too bad I was gobsmacked when he said all that.

I was just looking up when I saw that I had a text from Adrian.

“Miss you. Can we meet for dinner on Saturday night? 7:00 at Le Circ? Jorge can pick you up at 6:30. Plan on staying the night. I don’t want to let you out of my sight again.”

I had to think about what to reply.

“Yes, I would love that. I can get myself to the date though. Please don’t send Jorge.”

A few minutes later he replied.

“Okay, I’m looking forward to it. I hope Jorge didn’t drive too fast and scare you. I will be counting the hours until I can see you again.”

Me too
, I thought. I was going to have to get some answers from Adrian about Jorge and about Chinese prostitutes, but I just couldn’t believe what Jorge told me. It seemed too crazy.

I started working on Adrian’s design plans. Thankfully, no one had batted an eye about me spending two days out on the project. They knew it was a high profile project for the agency and they didn’t want it to get screwed up. The client wants the designer for an additional day? No big deal. I certainly didn’t let on that we just screwed each other.

Whenever I thought about Adrian, I felt those incredible butterflies all over again. Little details of Adrian would pop into my mind. His smile when he looked at my body. His deep stare into my eyes. The feeling when he ran his hands down my body.

Then the gross, ugly feelings would bubble up and I felt nauseous. I’d made love to this man. Was I being fooled like when I was in college and I found out Aaron cheated on me? Was I just a “throwaway” to Adrian? Was it just a matter of time until he cast me aside?

I couldn’t focus on the project. I couldn’t make any progress. I ended up stopping work on Fox Hunt, and moving to other work that I’d missed while I was out with Adrian. I was able to get a lot done and get through a bunch of email. A couple clients came and went, but I didn’t feel up to really giving my best. When I was finished for the day, I went home, ate some vanilla fudge ice cream and flopped into bed.

Chapter Twenty

The next morning I decided that instead of spending Saturday morning moping around my apartment by myself, I would go for a run in Central Park. I like exercising but I didn't do it as much once I started working my full-time job. I jogged around Central Park, passing all my favorite places including Umpire rock.

I ended up stopping and taking a moment to sit and reflect about what was going on my life. I was caught in a whirlwind romance with this person. I had what I’d always wanted, but I was a little worried about how fast everything was going. In some ways maybe it was a good thing that Jorge said what he said. Whether he's right or wrong, it certainly gave me a moment to really think about the direction of this relationship and what I wanted to get out of out of it.

If this was the end of the road for Adrian and me, at the very least I had incredible sex. Finally I broke free from the spell I was under after that terrible college relationship with Aaron. Now I felt free to decide whatever I wanted to with my life and move on in my career. No matter how bad it was to sleep with your client, I realized that I could always find different work in the design field. I could even try to start my own studio at some point.

I felt grateful to Jorge for saying what he did, because it made me stop in my tracks and think about my life. I realized that I certainly would like a relationship with Adrian. But it had to be in a healthy way. It could not be with somebody who wants to screw prostitutes. It felt good to clear my head.

I noticed that Adrian had texted me. Actually, throughout the day I got little pings saying that he was excited about seeing me. I was excited about seeing him, to be honest, but I didn't text back until after my run. I just simply said, “See you at dinner.” I had to guard my heart.

That night I got dressed in my favorite dress. It was yellow with some lace detail and paired it with my black a peep toe heels. I threw on little cashmere sweater over it. I felt really great and really confident, because I knew that no matter what happened that night I would be okay. The possibilities felt endless for the night. Everything would be resolved tonight. I could end up spending the night at Adrian’s apartment for the first time or the relationship could be over. I was waiting to see what was going to happen.

I didn't take a cab to the restaurant, but instead I decided to take the subway. I just enjoyed the people watching. When I arrived at the restaurant, Adrian was already there. He was sitting at a table by the window with his hand clasped in front of his mouth and he was looking out the window. I took the moment to watch his face. He hadn’t seen me. He looked so handsome in his gray suit. He also looked a little worried. I walked up and he got up, looking relieved to see me. We embraced.

“Hi,” he said, kissing me on the cheek, “You look wonderful.”

“Hi yourself,” I said back. He motioned to me to sit down.

“I’m happy to see you again.”

“I'm happy to see you too,” I said, but I was a little standoffish.

“Kai, please tell me what’s wrong,” Adrian said, stroking my hand.

“Well, we have a lot to talk about tonight,” I responded, taking a sip of my water.

“Can we talk about it here or would you prefer to talk about it at my place later? Why don’t we start out with a drink?” he said, I could tell he was nervous.

The waiter came over and I ordered a Cosmo and he ordered himself a Manhattan.

Adrian reached out to grab my hands, “Did I tell you are beautiful you look tonight? You are a stunning woman. You’re just like a china doll.”

I instantly recoiled from that comment because it made me think about everything Jorge told me.

“What did you say?”

“You’re perfect, just like a china doll. It’s really true.”

“I know you mean well, but I’m not a doll and I’m not perfect. I might be Chinese, but I’m not some kind of china doll.”

The color drained from Adrian’s face.

“I’m really sorry, Kai. I don’t know why I said that.”

“I need you to know that Jorge told me something in the limo on Thursday,” I lowered my voice because we were in public, but I figured that there was enough background noise that I could continue.

“He said that when you went to China, you slept with a lot of women. He said you paid women for sex because you have a fetish for Chinese women. Is that true?”

Adrian was completely caught off guard.

“Oh my god, what the hell is wrong with him? Of course not! I don’t screw prostitutes for god’s sake. I can’t believe you even believed him when he said that. That’s got to be some kind of joke.”

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