Page 2 of Adore Me
Due to my recent hospitalization, I have been commanded to take this week (today is Day 5 Since the Accident) easy in order to rest and heal. I understand the light duty and everything, but I am extremely bored and there is only so much Lifetime movies that I can endure. There is a follow up appointment with my new doctor at the end of the week and I am hoping to be released in order to go back to work.
I still read my emails and look up listings to see what's new in order to keep my mind from over analyzing everything. So far, I did find a new building that has been renovated. The building is older, but it is new to the market and I wanted to take it. I read in the information section that thenewowners are dividing up the units and making them the new It place in Manhattan with only fifteen units.
"I will eat on the patio," I said to her as I turned around and slipped into a tee shirt since I am only wearing a tank. I followed her down the stairs and walked outside. The serenity I feel normally when I go out onto the patio is now nonexistent.
There were workers that are out working on the pool which is strange because I don't remember anything being mentioned about work being done. "Hi, what are you doing?" My attempt on not sounding accusatory definitely failed. Even though I asked the question, I still felt as if I’m interrogating them.
"Your husband wanted us to be a heater in the pool for you," the worker said. When he saidhusband,I am about 150% sure that it would have hurt a whole hell of a lot less if he were to stab me.
My civility has left and it’s time to focus on other things.
I was trying very hard these past couple of days to avoid him. The most tormented part about living in here is walking past his bedroom door and having to fight myself from going into his room. Vincent did keep his promise. I've rarely seen him and when I did, he would smile and walk away from me. After fighting myself from reaching out to touch him, I barely left my room unless I knew he was gone doing whatever it is that he does. Vincent's friends would come knock on my door to say hi and bye but that was the extent of human interaction that I had. My doctor has advised me that I take this week off from work and start back up the second week of September.
The workers looked at me expectantly, but I didn't have anything to say to them. "Um."
Stella came outside with my dinner. I ate in silence as I played on my tablet. There have been a few foreclosures in affluent buildings that have spiked my interest. As I chewed my food, I plot what to do with these units and begin to wonder how hard it is to get into the flipping business.
About thirty minutes later, the slider opened, and I heard screaming. "Savannah!"
I spun around and seen Annabeth and Bethany come through and sat at the table. They each had a bottle of wine and magazines. I didn't realize that I was so lonely until I seen them.
"Hey, what brings you to my little slice of heaven?" I asked as I received a glass of wine.
"We are going out! The guys brought us here for business and we want to get frisky!" Bethany exclaimed with her contagious giggle.
"I am not ready to go out..." I exclaim and finish my bite of chicken.
I heard ahumphand a magazine slipped off the table. "You are so ready. Come on!" Annabeth pulled me off the patio chair and started to walk into the kitchen. I tried several times to yank my hand out of hers and she just held tighter.
"Where are we going to go?" I asked as we walked through the foyer to the stairs, well I'm being pulled. After being dragged this far, I have had enough. "Jesus Christ, woman! I am coming!"
"Good evening ladies," Vincent said to us. He looked absolutely delicious in his suit and blue tie. I wanted to mount him in the great room and have my wicked way with him. Who even cares that the great room is full of mobsters? They can watch or leave. I can just imagine unbuttoning his shirt and licking his tanned skin. Running my tongue over his sexy pecs and muscles. Watching his dick jump and strain against his pants while it begs for me to wrap my lips around its head.
"Savannah?" I hear a female voice that breaks me out of my fantasy.
I avoided eye contact as much as possible as my two friends spoke with Vincent. If my eyes look into his I am going to be lost.
"I will meet you upstairs," I told them as I climbed the stairs to my room. Once in my room, I changed out of my lounge clothes and put on a pair of tight jeans and a cute tank top. As I pulled up the jeans, my hand brushed against the mound of my sex. My eyes slowly started to close but I snapped out of it. I don't need my friend to walk in while my hand goes to work. By the time I was sitting at the mirror, Annabeth and Bethany came in. Thank all that is holy that I wasn't touching myself.
Yeah, but I'm still am tingling from the sensation.
"How can you sleep in this house and not want to tackle him? He is so hot that sometimes I forget that I am married!" Annabeth exclaimed as she plopped down on my bed. A gust of air shot through her mouth.
"It’s very hard," I admitted. We are in dire need of a subject change, so they won't find out how much I am torturing myself by enforcing this break. An old shrink of mine would have called me an emotional masochistic and emotional cutter seeming as this is all of my doing. "Where are we going?"
"Johnny doesn't want us to go to any bars that they don't own. Which gives us four bars in Manhattan to go to. That outfit looks so cute!"
I beamed over at her: "Thanks, Bethany. You look hot!" Bethany was wearing a short skirt and a tank top. I felt cold for her, but she still had such a good body for being a mother.
"Have you spoke to Anne since you left upstate?" Annabeth inquires at me as she went into the closet to pick out a pair of shoes for me.
"Negative," I spritzed some perfume on and took my wallet out of my everyday purse and transferred it to my evening bag. "Are we ready to go?" I didn't want to admit how much I missed my friend.
"Yep!" Bethany yelled as she fluffed her hair out and walked to my open door. "I need to say bye to my babe though."
I rolled my eyes and followed behind them like a dog. We walked down the stairs and I went to the front door in order to avoid being in another situation with Vincent. My resolve is fading and fading very fast.
As the girls said their farewells to their men, I stood stupidly at the front door waiting. Johnny, Vinny and Leo came up to me and gave me a hug. These guys are very nice, and I like the fact that they haven't treated me any differently due to the predicament.
