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I chuckled. “However, after the fun is had, the good times rolled, the party finished, occasionally I get a business partner or two that…let’s see…that hopes to ‘renegotiate’.”
“I still don’t see how any of that has to do with me.”
I smiled my most winningest smile and nestled in closer to her. “What would you do, babe, if you awoke one morning in a funny, charming and handsome man’s bed and the moment you go to ask about perhaps brunch in the park, an angry, infuriated, scorned and wronged wife comes barrelling through the bedroom door?”
Rachel leapt up out of my arms, away from the heat of my body, and off of the couch, and threw the rest of her beer in my face.
“Now, now, wifey!” I stood, towering over her, and grabbed her around the waist before she could leave.
Rachel jammed her fingers against my chest. “You must be out of your goddamn mind if you think that I am going to play pretend as some angry, wronged wife of yours.”
“You’re doing a pretty bang-on job of it right now.”
Rachel’s eyes burned as she looked up at me. We were so close that I could feel her heart pounding against mine.
“Sixty days,” I said. “Sixty days and no one needs to know about your past…indiscretions.”
“Past mistakes,” Rachel said through gritted teeth. “You get one week.”
“I’m looking to establish a reputation here,” I replied before countering, “Six weeks.”
“Two. But only because I care about my reputation.”
I smiled down at her. Drummed my fingertips against my legs. “Five weeks.”
“Three.”
“A month.”
Rachel hesitated. “A month?”
I nodded. “Thirty days.”
Rachel bit her lip. “And then you sign the papers?”
“And then you land your big new role.”
Rachel considered my offer for a moment. Then stuck out her hand. I pulled a key from my back pocket before slipping my hand into hers. We shook, but instead of letting her go I drew her in closer.
“There’s a room at my place, second floor of Dublin Ink,” I whispered. “It’s the first door on the left.”
Rachel’s chest was heaving. Her breath was coming in short little pants.
“It’s got the biggest bed in the place.”
She tried to pull away, but I held her tight. Tighter.
“The springs are mostly gone,” I continued in her ear, “The thing’s noisy as hell. And good lord how it bangs against the wall.”
Rachel’s voice was tense. “Why are you telling me this?”
“Because,” I said, making sure she kept hold of the key as I slipped my hand from hers.
Rachel’s eyes were dilated as she finally looked back up at me. I almost felt a little bad. A part of me could almost believe that she wanted me. Wanted me like she once had.
“Because I need you to know which bedroom not to go in.”
I patted her cheek and brushed past her shoulder. Walked away. Found the first woman at the bar.
And said hello to Miss Last Night.
