Chapter 8: Enter Prince Charming
"Shut up!" The woman's gaze snapped to mine in shock as the words tumbled out of my mouth. I rolled my eyes at her, walking away from her.
"Don't you dare walk away from me, Becca! Come back-" I let out a huff as my aunt Margaret's hand wrapped around my arm, holding me still.
"What do you want?" I muttered out to the woman who was suddenly very concerned about my well being. She hadn't been concerned when my parents had passed away, hadn't helped me get through anything.
"I just want to talk... Find out how you are doing, how is everything, since you know..."
"Since my parents died? Seriously, it has been 6 years and now you are concerned?"
"I was always concerned, Becca..." She started and I rolled my eyes at her. "And that's why the last time I saw you was at my parents' funeral."
"I-you know, I-" She started and I cut her off as I raised an hand up to her face, shaking my head and storming out of the store where I had accidentally had a little Rendez-Vous with my dear old aunt.
I saw Nathan's tall form leaning against the black car and he raised an eyebrow at me. "You went in there for an hour and got nothing?"
I rolled my eyes at him, raising an eyebrow of my own. "An hour? It's been ten minutes..."
I moved past him, going to the other side of the car and opening the door. I slipped inside and he eventually got into the car, starting it.
I awkwardly looked out the window and his voice broke me out of my bubble once the car was moving,"What happened?"
I shook my head in response, eyeing him,"Nothing..." He huffed out in response, his hand tightening on the wheel.
"Fine... I ran into my evil witch of an aunt," I muttered out under my breath. "No one in my family helped me when my parents died and she turned her back on me way too soon..." I explained to him, crossing my arms in front of me.
"I am sorry, that must have been hard for you...," He muttered out, clearing his throat. My eyes stayed on the road outside, the trees rushing by in a blur of green. His hand fell down on my knee gently, patting the skin there in reassurance before he retrieved it.
"How are you doing now?"
"Fine. It's been a long time..." I sighed out, sorry that I had brought this topic up. Talking about death and my dead parents put a sour taste in my mouth. "Where are we going?"
"I was going to take you to my place but I if you want to go to yours-"
"No, it's fine," I sighed out and let my hand slip into my purse to take out my phone, looking down at the missed call on the bright screen. Ralph's name again flashed on the screen as my phone started ringing and I quickly picked it up, already dreading the conversation we were going to have.
"Rebecca, where did you keep the documents for the new case? Please don't tell me you didn't draft them yet-"
"The Brown Case?" He hummed out in response,"I kept it on your desk, Ralph. I put a sticky note on it too."
"Why can't I find anything?" He muttered out in agitation, the sound of things shuffling around reaching me as I heard something fall down in the background and he cursed loudly. I would have laughed any other day but the kiss I had given him kept replaying in my mind, stopping me.
"Ah, there it is!" He screamed out,"Sorry for disturbing you for no reason, Rebecca."
"It's okay, Ralph."
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow at the office-"
"Ralph, I know- I just want to apologise for what happened between the two of us that night. I- I shouldn't-"
"It's fine, sweetheart. You didn't know, could have happened with anyone. Let's not make a big deal out of it, yeah?"
"Yeah, but I shouldn't have kissed you. I was- I was just very tired and-"
"I don't mind, Rebecca. This is not the first time someone has assumed I was straight, believe me. I'll see you at the office, don't fret about it too much." He ended the call and I let my phone lock and put it back in my purse only for my eyes to flash to Nathan's clenched jaw.
"You kissed him?" He slowly asked, his hand tightening on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white and my eyes narrowed at the action.
"You kissed that man."
"Ah, Nathan he is-"
"Rebecca, I- I don't do this often, alright? I have never had just sex with a person before...I have only been with one woman my entire life. I don't like fooling around. If I sleep with someone, I claim them."
"You what?" Claim them? "Are you like a caveman or something? This is the 21st century, you don't claim women," I laughed at him, not believing a word that escaped his beautiful mouth.
"I mean it. I don't sleep around."
"So, you are telling me that you have never ever had a friend with benefits, just a fuck buddy?"
He shook his head in response and my mouth fell wide open when I realised he wasn't kidding, "What were you doing in college?"
"Studying, training to join the military...," He shrugged casually and I raised my eyebrows at him, the words slipping out before I could get a hold over myself. "You were a virgin when you met your wife?"
"No, that's not possible, you are too good in be- what!"
"I don't want you to be kissing him," He said and I clenched my jaw, narrowing my eyes at him further,"or anyone else for that matter."
"What the fuck?"
"Is that clear, Rebecca?" He asked sternly and I scoffed out in response, my chest shaking as I let out a loud laugh. "No, you motherfucker, it is not clear! If you think that this-" I pointed between the two of us,"is going to become something serious, I am sorry to disappoint. I don't want a relationship."
"Fine, maybe we shouldn't be sleeping around then."
"Maybe we shouldn't," I sighed out, my pussy clenching in thought as she already missed his presence. It's okay, baby. We'll find someone else...or at least a vibrator for the time being.
She clenched again and I let out a sigh. You and I both know that nothing could be better than his cock, don't we, Becca?
"Fine. Get out," He muttered under his breath, his hand tightening around the steering wheel even more and I wondered if he could break it with his bare hands. The car suddenly skidded to a stop and I let out a gasp.
He was retarded!
"What! Where are we?"
"Get out of the fucking car, Rebecca," He freed himself and reached over me to unbuckle me, releasing me from the belt binding me to the seat. His hot breath flushed against my skin and I breathed out deeply as his green eyes held me victim as he reached behind me to unlock the door.
I gasped when his mouth suddenly fell on mine, his hot lips meeting mine in a soft but rough kiss. He ruthlessly claimed my lips, his hand slipping into my hair to tug on it as he bruised my lips, his tongue slipping into my mouth. I moaned out into the kiss, finally starting to furiously kiss him back. He immediately pulled away, sitting back into his seat as though nothing happened.
"Get the fuck out," He rudely mumbled out and I looked at him with wide eyes, still not bale to figure out what the hell was wrong with him. "At least- please drop me somewhere-" I started, stuttering as I looked at the dark evening sky. The sun had already set, leaving the weather to be cold outside and I already dreaded stepping out into the open.
"Get out," He enunciated the words slowly and I grabbed my purse tightly in my hand, my lower lip quivering as I looked at him. He didn't meet my gaze and I didn't need to listen to him throwing me out of the car for the fifth time so I without any thought, stepped out into the cold in the middle of nowhere, away from the heat of the car and his presence, shutting the door harshly behind myself in anger.
Fuck you, Nathan! Fuck you!
I stared at his car as he drove away, shaking my head in disbelief. How could a man be so rude? I couldn't help but let both my middle fingers salute him as he rolled away, hoping he could see me through the rear view mirror.
"Coffee?" The handsome blond man asked me with a smile, his blue eyes staring down at me and I nodded my head at him with a smile on my face.
"Jack, yes. You are an angel," I sighed out as he handed me the cup and I looked down into it to see that it was the same exact colour as I liked it to be. We had been drinking caffeine nonstop for the entire hectic week and he caught up fast with my preferences. I smiled as I brought the hot cup to my lips, the sweet taste and the beautiful aroma of coffee hitting me.
"I was thinking... You could show me around the city sometime?" He asked as he leaned against my desk, his long legs folding over themselves.
I casually shrugged at the new man in the office, a smile dancing on my lips,"Sure... Let's go tomorrow. Finally, a Saturday!" I stretched my arms over my head, exhausted.
"You guys sure do work here a lot. Last firm I worked at, we did nothing at all..."
"Jack Harrington, welcome to Eriksson & Emmerson..." I told him with a wide smile and he shook his head in response.
"Are you off now? It's seven already." He hummed out as he looked down at his watch.
"Yeah, just let me clear this out," I told him as I looked down at the mess on my desk in front of me. "Give me ten?"
"I'll leave you to it..." He muttered out and I nodded in response once he left my office and I told myself to quit being lazy and get to work as I started clearing everything out.
Once satisfied with the results, I picked up my bag and left the little room, closing it behind me to see that he was already waiting for me.
"Let's go?" I asked him as I slipped into my coat, grabbing my bag from the floor and led him out to the elevator. We both quickly left the office and my stomach growled in hunger.
"You want to eat something?"
"Sure, Becca...I heard there is a very good Italian place just around the corner."
"Yeah, but you need to make reservations there and it's kind of expensive..." I hummed out as my heels tapped against the gravel beneath us. I wasn't the type of person who wanted to or could spend a hundred bucks on just a small plate of some fancy, disgusting caviar.
"Reservations? Psh! Don't worry, I know a trick or two to get us in."
"You tip them well?" I hummed out, the answer too obvious and he rolled his eyes at me. "Ah, yes but there is a catch..."
"What is it?" I asked him, my eyebrow rising in question as his arm fell on my lower back and he guided me across the street to cross the road.
"Are we playing twenty questions now?" He tsked under his breath and I let out a little laugh. "Besides, I read somewhere in a Cosmo that women like their men mysterious, so I just can't tell you everything now, huh?"
We both reached in front of the fancy Italian restaurant and the guard and the entrance opened the door for us. I thanked him as we entered and immediately the host greeted us with a smile.
I blanked out as Jack talked, explaining that we didn't have a reservation and the host shook his head in disbelief.
"No, Mr. Harrington! We never would want to cause you any trouble, you are welcome here anytime. We are honoured to have you here in the first place! We do have a very special table for you," The man muttered with a thick accent and my eyes widened as I looked between them two. Jack hadn't even introduced himself yet.
The man on quick feet led us to the corner of the restaurant, taking us to a discrete private area and I thanked him when he pulled out the chair for me.
"Who are you?" I laughed out and Jack shook his head in response. How had that man recognised him so easily? Was he a celebrity, a Kardashian, a famous businessman?
"Promise me you won't freak out if I tell you..." He said and I let out another tiny laugh, shaking my head at him and I nodded in response for him to continue. As long as he didn't take off his clothes and start transitioning into a giant lizard, I was pretty sure I wouldn't freak the hell out.
"Yes, Jack, I promise I won't freak out. Now tell me who the hell you are," I slowly said, adjusting into the seat as I looked up at him.
"Jack Paul-Grimaldi Harrington, the third..." He started hesitantly and I narrowed my eyes at him,"I am a prince."