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“I was wondering if you’d want to grab something to eat,” Lola says. “For lunch.”
“Let’s do it,” Felix says, then raises his voice. “In fact, I think I’m going to close up for the day. If Faye needs to come back to drop anything off, she can use the service entrance at the side.”
“Does she know to use that one?”
I do now.
“Yeah,” Felix says. “Shall we get going?”
I wait as they leave the warehouse. My fingernails claw through my dress and push against my skin the whole time. Felix goes up to his office, and I hear Lola walking around, making me wince every time it sounds like she’s getting closer to the door.
Finally, they leave, the heavy main doors closing with a thunk.
I lean against the wall, closing my eyes, telling myself I’m not going to cry.
I’m not going to start bawling my eyes out like a goddamn freaking…
But I am already, the tears sliding down my cheeks, the heavy sobs making me shudder.
It’s the magnitude of it, maybe, the sheer fact of what just happened.
I try to make sense of it in my mind.
Photoshoot…flirting…sexy stuff…kiss Lola….
But I’m leaving something out. The part where he left me alone made it extremely clear that he wasn’t coming back today.
Pushing away from the wall, I brush my dress down, calming myself. He needed to get rid of Lola, and probably, he didn’t want to see me again today. I remember the way he looked at me when we broke off the kiss, probably the same way I was looking at him – with regret streaked across his features.
But mine was momentary regret, or regret that it happened this way.
It wasn’t regret about the whole thing. I don’t regret the kiss, the closeness, just the unavoidable fact that Lola would freak out if she knew the truth.
Doesn’t that mean I should regret the kiss then?
Once I’m certain they’re gone, I walk into the warehouse, darker with the main doors closed. Sunlight filters in through high windows, giving the place a dreary feel as I collect my things and head for the side exit.
Walking into the sun, I walk up the path that leads to the bus stop.
It’s the same path I walked up this morning, in the opposite direction.
It’s difficult to believe it’s only been a few hours since I approached the warehouse, no clue Felix wanted me in any way, under the impression Miss Kansas was going to be posing in there, not me.
But he chose me.
As I wait for the bus, I remind myself of my cover story.
I’ve been scouting locations. I finished early, and Felix wasn’t there, so I went home.
Even the idea of needing a cover story feels awful, but here I am.
I’ve got Felix’s taste on my lips, and my ass is tingling from where he grabbed me, massaging me so carnally, I thought. I knew I would have my first orgasm if he just kept going.
I bite down, wishing Lola had arrived just a little later, giving us long enough to explore each other fully.
But in a way, she saved me from having to tell the truth.
And from having to break her heart.
