The rest of the day went by normally. Spencer and my mother went out this morning and I didn't see them for the rest of the day. I went into work and pulled a double. It was late when I got home and I found Spencer sitting alone in the dining room. I sat my things down on the counter and looked over at him. He had a drink in his hand and I could tell he wasn't himself. "Is everything okay?" I asked him. He looked up at me and just smiled. He took a drink of his alcohol and I started to head out of the room.
"Hey, what's the game?" He said. I stopped and turned to look at him.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Don't play dumb with me Page." I looked confused at him.
"I'm sure I don't know what you mean," I said.
"I'm a very rich and busy man. I don't have time for games." He said. I knew it, I said to myself. I just rolled my eyes and walked off towards my bedroom. I heard Spencer get up and follow me. He grabbed my arm just as I was about to open my bedroom door. I could smell the alcohol on his breath as he came closer to my face with his. He pushed my body up against my door and pressed his body into mine.
"Stop it, Spencer." I hissed out.
"Tell me the game plan Page." He said once again.
"Spencer, I don't know what you're talking about," I said.
"Did she marry me for my money Page?" He asked me. Then I understood what he was getting at. I took a deep breath and nodded at him. He let me go and backed up.
"Spencer." I started to say. He put his hand up to stop me and walked off. "Wait, please," I said, as I followed him. I reached him and put my hand on his shoulder. He stopped and I let him go. "I'm sorry, this is what she does, but this has nothing to do with me. I hate her." I said. I could see him breathing deeply and I knew he was angry. "Spencer?" I said. It happened so fast that I had to question myself if it actually did happen or not. Spencer turned and pressed me against the wall. He took one look into my eyes and his lips found mine. He kissed me soft and tender. Just a kiss, no tongue. Just a kiss on my lips, but it was the most heartfelt deep kiss I had ever had. He looked into my eyes again.
"Thank you for being honest with me." He said. Then he let me go and went into his room. I stood there in the hallway. I had forgotten how to breathe as my fingertips touched my lips. I could still feel his lips on mine. Oh god, what was this feeling I was having? I said to myself. I willed myself to move and I went into my bedroom. I closed the door behind myself and slid down the back of it. I didn't even really know Spencer and I wasn't really sure why I was helping him. Maybe I was tired of my mother's games? Maybe, just maybe I wanted Spencer?
Great, what was I even thinking? All I know is shit was definitely going to go down. I felt like maybe I should go and stay a couple of days with Brandy. Just to avoid the war that was about to go down. Crap, my head was all over the place. I decided to leave Spencer be for the night and I jumped into the shower. After I was done, I crawled into bed. My phone went off and it was after two am. What the shit? I said to myself. I picked up my phone and saw it was Brent. I wasn't in the mood for him so I just ignored him and went to sleep.
I opened my eyes to the sun on my face. I rolled over and looked at my clock. It was after ten in the morning and I felt like something wasn't right. My mother must not be home if I'm still in bed. I said to myself. That's when I heard my mother's laughter coming from down the stairs. What the fuck? I said. I got up and grabbed my robe. I walked out of my room and headed down the steps. My mother was on Spencer's lap and they were kissing and laughing. I literally had to scratch my head. What the hell was going on? I said to myself. He must not remember last night. That was the only thing I could think was happening. I made myself known, as I walked into the kitchen. Both of their heads turned and faced me. "Well good morning sleepy head. It's about time you graced us with your presence." My mother said.
I didn't respond to her or even look over at both of them. I got myself some coffee and took a seat at the bar. "Page, you need to go and pack a bag. Spencer is taking us to his summer home in Georgia for the week." My mother said. I turned and looked at her with a shocked look on my face.
"I can't go," I said. My mother's face went hard immediately. "I've got work and school. I can't just leave for a week." I said. My mother stood up and Spencer just stayed quiet.
"It's your birthday in two days and you'll finally be an adult. Would it kill you to spend the last couple of days as a child with us?" My mother said. I knew in the back of my mind that I wasn't getting out of this. I just shook my head and left the kitchen. "Where are you going?" She hollered at me.
"To pack my things." I hollered back. I went up to my room and called my work. Hoping this wasn't going to cause me to lose my job. My boss understood and I called myself out of school for the week. I packed my bags and got dressed. I still didn't understand what was going on. Spencer was so mad last night. How is he even still here with my mother? He either really doesn't remember last night, or maybe he thinks I'm a liar. Who knows, but I knew one thing and that was I was going to get to the bottom of this. You don't just kiss someone as he kissed me and it doesn't mean anything.
I grabbed my bag and headed back down to them. Spencer was taking bags to the door. He walked over to me and took my bag from my hands. He then sat it by the front door. He was dressed in a nice suit and when my mother came out she was also dressed nicely in a tight dress that showed off her curves. I looked down at myself and felt undressed. I was in a jean skirt and a green tank top. I started to play with my fingers and that's when I heard Spencer in my ear. "You look fine stop worrying." He said. I smiled at him and that's when there was a knock on the door. Spencer answered it and there was a limo waiting outside to take us to the airport. Way to show off your money Spencer. I said to myself. I didn't know just how rich he was, but I was about to find out. The driver started to take our bags out to the car and my mother went into Spencer's arms and I hid my jealousy. I followed them out to the car and climbed inside the back. My mother and Spencer sat across from me. I noticed Spencer was keeping his eyes on me and I sat there uncomfortable looking out the window.
We pulled into the airport, but instead of parking and going inside we drove out onto the runway and in front of a very expensive looking jet. "It's mine," Spencer said. I looked back at him and just rolled my eyes and got out of the limo. His money doesn't impress me and I was going to make sure he knew that. My mother, on the other hand, was acting like a schoolgirl. She was all happy and jumping up and down. Gross, I thought to myself. The door to the jet was open and I just went inside. It was all white leather and gold trim. I just shook my head and took a seat. I pulled my phone out of my bag and stuck my headphones in and turned on my music. I laid my head back and got lost in my music. I must have fallen asleep. Because the next thing I knew we were in the air and my mother and Spencer were in their seats having a glass of wine. The doors in front of me opened and a woman came out with trays of food. I sat up and a tray was sat in front of me. I opened the lid to find steak and red potatoes. I smiled and shook my head.
My mother, of course, was full of smiles and was letting Spencer know just how happy she was about this whole thing. I ate my food without any problems. I stood up to take my tray into the back and my mother called out to me. "Page, what are you doing?" She said. I turned to face her and Spencer had a smile on his face.
"I'm taking my tray back," I said.
"Um, there are people to do that. Let them do their jobs Page. That's what they get paid for." She said. She looked over at Spencer. "I'm sorry for her she just doesn't know." She said. She made me sick as she smiled and turned back to Spencer. He looked away from me. I didn't listen and took my tray to the woman. She smiled at me as I handed her my tray
"Thank you," I said to her and she smiled at me.
"Your very welcome." She said. I took very much pride in myself for being nothing like my mother. I came back and took my seat. I glanced over and Spencer was looking at me. He nodded and looked away. I didn't know what his plan was, but for some reason, it felt like he had one. Whatever I just wanted to get this week over with. We landed and another limo picked us up. It was really hot here and everything felt wet. The humidity was very high here during the summer, but the place was beautiful. It was lush and green everywhere.
We drove for about an hour until we pulled up in front of a huge house not far from the ocean. It was old and beautiful. It put a smile on my face. I actually loved it. We got out of the car. Spencer came over to my side as I was just staring at the home. "Do you like it? It's been in my family for generations." He said.
"It's beautiful. It's just the type of place I'd love to have someday." I said.
"I knew you would like it." He said. My mother came around us.
"Boy I hope this place has air conditioning, this heat is going to kill me." She said. I just shook my head and headed to the porch. The old porch wrapped around the whole house and I found myself walking it. In the back, there were horse stables and I could hear the horses. I dropped my bag and walked over to the stables. There was a large black stallion in one of the stables. I walked over to him and he leaned his head towards me. I placed my hand on him and started to gently pat him. I was going to love it here. That put a smile on my face.