Page 62 of Rich Girl
I start laughing. “People?”
“Yes!” She joins in my amusement. “I’m an important person back home, I’ll have you know.” Her tone is light, but I know she’s telling the truth.
She stands back up before I’m ready to let go of her.
“I need to take a shower,” she announces. “Do you think the water has warmed up again?”
It was a shock to her to hear that you can actually run out of hot water while showering. Since I already took my shower, chances are I used a lot of it.
“You should be okay. It’s been long enough.”
She starts walking backward toward the direction of the bathroom, a big smile on her face. I don’t know how to explain it, but it’s almost as if she looks, dare I say, happy. Like her needs are met even though she’s not in her own environment.
The thought makes me chuckle a little. I find it funny how she measures happiness by her needs being met. I’ve never encountered anyone like her before, and I need to continue meeting the needs that she has so that she doesn’t go away anytime soon.
“You can dirty me back up once I’m done in there.” She winks at me.
My cock takes a listen to that. “Looking forward to it, babe.”
I let out a long sigh as soon as the door closes behind her. I need to talk to someone about this, make sure that I am not losing it, and what I have here is real.
The cell phone ringing saves me from having to decide who I should call. Although, when I see Alex’s name on the caller ID, I’m not so sure he would be the best choice.
“Duuuuuude,” he greets me as soon as I answer. “I heard you’re bringing the hot chick to the party!”
I decide to take the call outside, just in case he decides to say something stupid that Hayden could hear and take the wrong way.
“Hold on,” I tell Alex before muting the phone.
I then walk to the bathroom door and knock. “Hayden, I need to run downstairs for a minute, okay? Just need to take a call.”
“Okay, thank you!”
I smile at the way she sing-songs her response to me. Color me shocked when she starts humming a melody next.
With phone in hand, I walk out the door. I don’t unmute myself until I make it into my office downstairs in the shop.
“Yo,” I say just as I drop in my chair.
He doesn’t take long to start interrogating me.
“What were you doing? Is the hot chick there? Why can’t I meet her before the party? Cal said he’s met her…”
I cut him off.
“Cal hasn’t met her. He only saw her picture on the site.”
“How come both he and Evie talk like they know her now?” He sounds offended. “Carrie, too,” he adds. “It’s like there’s this inside thing going on. Why am I not part of it?”
“Evie and Carrie met her,” I explain. “And she works with Evie now. OrforEvie, I should say.”
“Interesting,” he comments. “I heard her name is Helen. I can’t imagine any hot chick named Helen. That was my grandma’s name. This is very disturbing.”
I bust out laughing at his ramblings. “Her name is not Helen, asshole.”
“That’s what James told me,” he says, referring to Carrie’s man.
“Hayden,” I explain. “Her name is Hayden.”
