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He is a stranger!
I just met him.
What is wrong with me?
Nine years of solitude, and now this?
It felt amazing, yes, nothing like it was with Jonathan, and I acted so… brazenly and wantonly. I can barely wrap my mind around it.
I’ve never felt more different from my usual self and so close to who I really am at the same time, but this is what is happening now, and it's scary. So scary that I've got to get out of here now!
While Derek keeps on delaying his return to wherever his father is expecting him to be, I make my escape as stealthily as my trembling legs andstill-recovering-from-a-mind-blowing-sequence-of-orgasmsbody can allow.
I slip into the cloakroom and thankfully remain undetected as I scan the coat racks and storage cabinets set in the back. I retrieve my purse from a shelf and snag my phone out of it as I resume walking as briskly as I can toward the nearestout-of-the-wayexit. I send a text to Thomas, my driver, then I run through the door and sneak out of the museum.
My cell immediately buzzes with his reply.
He is already parked around here and ready to go at my signal.
Thank God I told him this afternoon that I would need him to get here at about this time just in case the soiree became too much to stand and I ended up requiring an early escape.
Only, I thought that if a vanishing act turned out to be necessary it would be because of extreme mental exhaustion due to having spent almost three hours mingling with the bejeweled crowd, stilted smile plastered on my face at all times while dealing with every toady more than ready to further their social-climbing using a connection to me.
If someone would have told me that I would need to leave because I let some hot stranger vigorously fuck me against a wall in a place in which we could have been easily got caught, and all of this while barely knowing his name, I would have laughed them out of my office. Yet here I am. Totally flustered, panicked, aroused, alive, afraid, and so many more things I can hardly begin to define.
Oh, and panty-less to boot. Let’s not forget this tiny detail.
I spot my town car and gratefully slip into the backseat.
“Where to, Miss Preston?” Thomas asks, getting back behind the wheel.
A shaky sigh leaves my lips as I try to rid myself of the feeling of Derek’s touch still burning all over me. “Home, please.”
As the car peels off the curb, I pick up my cell again and call my dad; his phone goes straight to voicemail, so I try my mom.
She answers after half a ring. “Carina?”
“Hello, Mom, listen, I had to—”
She hurriedly speaks over me. “Carina, darling, where are you? They are about to announce the new chairman of Avalon. As a new member of the board, you should be here.”
I clutch one hand between my breasts to try and contain the painful lurching of my pounding heart, forcing myself to sound calm and composed. The last thing I need right now would be having my parents barging into my apartment as soon as I close the door behind me, frantic with worry and demanding explanations.
I know I can’t flat-out lie to my mom. She would guess immediately, so I opt for a half-truth.
"Mom, I had to leave. I'm already on my way home. I'll meet the chairman soon enough. I'm okay. I just couldn't stay there any longer."
She sighs. “What happened, honey?”
“I-I… I had an unpleasant encounter with one of Jonathan’ friends. You can imagine the kind of things he said.”
She groans. “I can’t believe that bastard is still setting tongues wagging after all these years! I’m sorry, sweetie.”
I force a little giggle even if I feel tears I cannot explain well in my eyes. "Don't be, Mom. You know me, so you can also imagine the thingsIsaid. Let's just say I'm not the one that walked out of the museum limping tonight."
“Good for you, darling,” she says, laughing softly. “You’re sure you’re okay, Carina?”
"Absolutely. I just need to be on my own and away from fawning sycophants for the rest of the night. I'll be as good as new by tomorrow."
