𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

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Chapter Ten

J O R D A N

“It’s Ashley.”

I immediately jumped off the couch and buttoned the shirt back up, my heart beating loud in my chest, threatening to burst out. “Fuck.”

“We have five minutes,” Charlie stated as I nodded, not really registering what he was saying.

My mind was going a million miles per hour, playing every scenario in my head as the guilt crushed me.

I hadn’t noticed that Charlie walked up to me, until he grabbed my arms, bringing me back to reality.

“Baby?” he asked, concerned.

“She can’t find me here, Charlie.”

“I agree, but you kinda have to hide if you want to avoid that.”

I rolled my eyes at his smirk, even though he was right.

“She doesn’t go into your bedroom right?” I asked, grabbing my phone from the coffee table, heading in that direction.

“No,” he frowned as I took one last look around the room, seeing if any of my stuff could give me away, before I pecked Charlie on the cheek and turned to leave.

I shrieked when he grabbed me by my wrist, twirling me around and pulling me against him, capturing my lips with his.

“Hmm,” I moaned into the kiss as he placed both hands on my ass, squeezing, and pulling me closer.

I almost got caught up in the moment, but I reluctantly pushed him off.

“I need to hide, Charlie,” I breathed out, and he nodded.

“I’ll make sure she doesn’t stay too long,” he said, giving me a tap on the ass as I walked away.

I chuckled as I closed the bedroom door behind me, quickly grabbing my things and stuffing them in my bag.

Sitting down next to Charlie’s dresser, beside the door and out of sight, I heard Ashley’s voice. The sound was muffled, but clear enough for me to follow the conversation.

“Why did you need five...oh. Yikes,” she said and I pressed my back harder against the wall, closing my eyes.

If she finds me I’m as good as dead.

“It’s a natural thing, Ash,” Charlie retorted, and I rolled my eyes. “You should try it sometime.”

“Whatever, I need a favor,” Ashley continued.

“Yes?” Charlie sighed.

“Are you still friends with that hotel owner in Canada?”

Canada?

“Canada is a pretty big country, Ash. You need to be more specific.”

“Alright, are you still friends with Perry, the owner of the Plaza?”

Who the fuck is Perry?

I scoffed, scolding myself, because I knew the kind of man Charlie was, and being jealous of this ‘Perry’ was no use.

“I don’t know if she’ll listen to me. I think you’re better off asking her yourself.”

He probably fucked her and left.

“I want the plaza,” Ashley whined and I could hear Charlie sigh.

“I’ll see what I can do. If you’re lucky, she might still be in love with me.”

Why am I fucking this dick again?

Oh right, he’s massive.

Ashley scoffed. “Not everyone is in love with you, Charlie.”

I could almost hear Charlie’s lips parting for a comeback, but Ashley quickly resumed before he could. “Whatever. Please do this for me.”

“I just said I will, didn’t I?”

What Ashley wants, Ashley gets.

“Yes!” she shrieked. “Thank you! Thank you!”

Fucking Canada, fucking Perry, fucking expensive wedding.

Anxiety started to surface, making my hands clammy and my breathing quicken as I tried to focus on the positive.

I could save the money, since I now had a job. Worst case, I could always ask my dad, even though I hate asking for money. Or maybe I should tell Ashley that I can’t afford to go?

Fuck.

“Of course, anything for my baby sister,” Charlie responded, interrupting my train of thought.

I listened to their sibling banter and with every minute that passed, I got less and less comfortable, until I had enough, and tried to stretch my legs.

Big mistake.

I lost my footing— of course— and fell face first on the floor, my cheek slapping hard against the ground, making lots of noise in the process.

I stayed perfectly still, not daring to move a finger, even though I was sure I had been discovered.

“Is she still here?” Ashley asked.

“Yes,” Charlie admitted and I sat back up. “Do you want to meet her?”

I swore that my heart literally skipped a beat hearing his bluff and held my breath as I waited for Ashley to respond.

“Ew, no. I don’t want to meet the desperate whore that lowered her standards enough to fuck you.”

A little harsh, but kinda true.

“You’re breaking my heart, Ash,” Charlie teased.

“Well, don’t let me hold you up. I should get going anyway.”

I exhaled as the nerves in my stomach finally calmed down a little.


I had insisted on not staying over, even though Charlie hit me with the ′it’s not safe out there so late at night’- bullshit.

As much as I enjoyed sex with Charlie, I just wanted some time on my own, especially since we’d spent two weeks together.

The list was a nice addition to our sex-life, giving me a chance to really explore and experiment, but I just really craved a little time alone.

I parked Benji in its usual spot, turning the engine off and waiting in the dark for a few seconds, seeing if there were any nut jobs on the loose.

The parking lot was quiet and deserted, as to be expected at this time of night, but I had to be cautious.

I never got as scared as I probably should’ve, but my heart did beat a little faster as I made my way home through the pitch black.

I walked around the other side of the building so I didn’t have to pass the group of junkies that were always stationed in my street, and I quickly made my way inside.

It was just as dark and quiet as outside, but once I made sure the door to the foyer of my building was correctly pulled shut, I felt a little safer.

I shrieked when my phone rang, the sound of my ringtone startling me, and answered the call as fast as I could.

“Hey, Ash,” I said in a low tone, trying to keep my voice down as I made my way up the stairs, avoiding attracting unwanted attention.

“Hi, Jo. Why are you whispering?” she asked as I ran up the last few steps, taking my keys out.

“I just got home and I don’t want to wake my neighbors up. Give me a second.”

Ashely hummed and I unlocked my front door, quickly getting in and shutting it behind me.

“I’m back.”

“Good. Well, I won’t ask you where you came from so late on a Friday, but I wanted to see if you were free tomorrow night?” I listened as I locked my door and kicked off my shoes. “Bailey and I thought it’d be fun to have dinner together.”

“Sure, that sounds like fun,” I smiled, dropping my bag on my bed as I walked into my bedroom.

“Good. Let’s meet at our usual spot at 7 p.m.? I’ll make sure we have a table.”

“It’s a date,” I replied.

“See you then!”

I ended the call and threw my phone on my bed, shedding my clothes, ready to take a nice, long shower.

I sighed as the warm water hit my shoulders, easing my sore muscles, and tilted my head back, soaking my hair.

I felt like I lived in a bubble for the last couple of days, almost the same routine everyday; go to work, return home, get fucked, eat, shower, sleep, and repeat.

It was nice to do something else for a change, especially when the date is long overdue.


“Can I have a dry white wine, please?”

The waiter nodded and started tapping on his little device, shifting his attention to my friends when he looked back up.

“Make that a bottle,” Ashley smiled.

“Ash!” I hissed, thinking that one glass would probably be cheaper than a whole bottle, which would definitely turn into two.

She ignored me, widening her smile at the waiter, earning a nervous grin from the guy.

Ashley was definitely Charlie’s sister— able to seduce anyone with just a smile.

“I’ll be back with your drinks shortly.”

“Thank you, Jake.”

Crossing my arms, I sat back, raising a brow at her.

“I thought you were engaged?” I questioned sarcastically.

“A little flirting never hurt nobody,” she countered, and Bailey rolled her eyes, raising the menu in her hands.

“Sure.”

Reading through the items on the menu, I tried not to look at the prices as I chose, and practically flinched when Jake placed a wine cooler next to our table.

“I have an Alsatian Riesling, a crisp white wine with floral notes,” he recited and both my friends nodded, all the while he had already lost me at Alsatian.

I drink wine like lemonade— it’ll be fine.

Jake poured a sip for Ashley, who professionally swirled the wine around before she brought the glass to her nose, smelling it.

I was used to this kind of behavior, and Ashley did know a lot about wine, but I just really wanted my drink now.

She took a sip and sloshed it around in her mouth before she let out an approving hum, swallowing and placing the glass back on the table.

“Delicious, thank you.” She beamed and I impatiently slid my glass to the edge of the table, smiling up at Jake as he poured.

“Are you ready to order?” he asked as he carefully placed the bottle in the cooler, grabbing the tablet out of his apron.

You bet your ass I was ready to order.

I had my eye on that risotto, and I couldn’t wait to take in the cheesy goodness.

After we had ordered, and Jake had blushed two more times, Ashley focused her energy on me.

“So, we haven’t seen you in weeks,” she retorted, leaning back in the plush chair.

“Don’t be so dramatic, it’s only been two,” I bit back, getting a little too defensive.

“Ah, so you’re aware then.”

“Whatever.”

“My point is,” Ashley continued. “Who have your been fucking?”

I expected this question at some point, but maybe further into the future, when I had a better response prepared.

But no. Instead, I was slowly downing my— way too expensive to down— wine, trying to come up with an answer.

“You ok there, Jo?” Bailey asked as I placed my now empty glass back on the table, feeling the alcohol slightly burn my throat.

“Yes,” I answered a little raspy, shifting in my seat.

“Well?” Ashley pressed on.

“It’s the same guy from the night of my date— just twice. I’ve been busy...with my new job.”

Yes, very nice. Change the topic to the important shit in your life.

“I still don’t know—”

“How is your new job?” Bailey interrupted, and I gratefully took my chance to change the subject.

“Amazing, really. It’s fairly easy work, and I have amazing colleagues,” I gushed, smiling from ear to ear.

My first day at Cendose Incorporated had been a challenging one, but I was a fast learner, and within a couple of days, I had mastered all of the basics.

Nadine, the girl that occupied the second seat at the front desk, had quickly become a friend, and my favorite part of the day was judging the assistants of the executives, who always entered the building with the most smug expression on their faces.

Although they were always dressed to the nines, and probably had personal stylists helping them in the morning, their behavior in the office wasn’t always as perfect.

Various rumors kept the staff busy on their breaks, and I was happy to join the little gossip group that had formed.

“I’m so glad it’s working out, Jordan. You deserve it,” Bailey smiled.

“Thank you. I will keep an eye out for better opportunities, but I’m just relieved I have a job really.”

“Well, me too. And I’m sure something better will come along soon, you’re far too smart for a simple desk job,” Ashley chimed in, giving my hand sitting on the table a squeeze.

“We’ll see.”

I looked up when I spotted Jake coming our way, carrying three plates with delicious food.

“I have the salmon,” he offered walking towards Ashley.

“Thank you.” She smirked, and Jake placed her order in front of her.

Never in my life have I ever liked salmon.

“Ma’am,” Jake said as he delicately placed my dish in front of me.

My mouth watered as the beautiful smell filled my nostrils, distracting me. I half shouted my thank you after our waiter as he walked away.

We dove into our dinner, enjoying each other’s company and another bottle of wine later we were ready for dessert.

Well, I was.

“I’m so full,” Bailey huffed, sitting back in her chair, taking a sip of her wine.

“I think I saw something about chocolate cake on the menu,” I said and Ashley chuckled.

“Of course you checked the desserts first,” Ashley retorted but I ignored her. “I’m just getting a tea.”

“Would you like some dessert? Tea? Coffee?” Jake asked, appearing next to our table.

“I’d like a tea please,” Ashley smiled.

“Me too,” Bailey added.

“I would like the chocolate lava cake,” I beamed, and earned an approving nod from Jake.

“Excellent choice.”

He gave me another smile before he walked away, and I couldn’t help but smile back. He was quite handsome.

Dark lashes framing emerald green eyes, a sharp jawline, and beautiful brown curls laying messy on his head.

“Jordan.”

Ashley interrupted my train of thought, looking at me with her brows raised.

“Sorry, what?”

“I thought you had a boyfriend?” Bailey asked and I chuckled.

“I don’t have a boyfriend," I stated indignantly.

“Oh.”

“Doesn’t matter,” I said. “How is everything going with the wedding, Ash?”

Bailey and I frowned when she let out a sharp breath and leaned forward, burying her face in her hands.

“Not...good?”

“I want a Christmas wedding, but—” she sighed again, looking up and pausing when Jake returned with our orders.

“Thank you,” I said, my mouth watering once again.

God, I love food.

“There’s just so many things I need to arrange,” Ashley continued as I took a bite, grinning at my friends’ jealous faces.

“It’s going to be okay, Ash. Jordan and I will arrange the shower and the bachelorette party, make an appointment to go dress shopping...it’ll be okay,” Bailey comforted her while scaring me, naming the things I needed to do and help pay for.

“Ashley!” We heard, and I turned my head to see who it was, probably with chocolate all over my face.

I recognized the guy, but didn’t know where from.

He looked at Ashley before his gaze went from Bailey to me.

“Hey! Jordan, right?” he questioned, narrowing his eyes ever so slightly.

“Eh, yeah...” I trailed off, waiting for the guy to tell me who he was.

“You know Ian?” Ashley asked, confused and I swallowed hard.

“You know? Charlie’s friend,” he continued and I felt my heart race, getting so loud I swore they could hear it.

How was I going to talk myself out of this one?

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