Billionaire Romance: Desires (Complete Series) (11 page)

“There he is,” she said to Crystal.

“Where?”

“Over there, in the white pants,” she pointed.

“Oh I see,” Crystal said. “Are you going back?”

Now that he was closer, Melody lost her nerve and would have changed her mind, had she not seen the woman throwing herself all over him and laughing harder than anyone else. “I am,” she said as she stormed off. This time Crystal remained where she was, and Melody was grateful for it.

She stomped in the direction Phillip was coming from, and when she was close enough she stopped, as she anticipated he would be walking by her. He didn’t see her at first, with her arms crossed before her as she observed him and his accessory. When he was close enough, he looked up and then he stopped walking. The woman next to him stopped too, looking up at him and wondering why he had stopped. Then she followed his gaze and saw who he was staring at.

“Do you know her?” Melody heard her ask, but nothing came from his lips. Busted, Melody thought. She stood there the entire time, chomping mad, and then saw how he disentangled the other woman from his arm and approached her. She saw the woman look about her embarrassingly, but she stood there nonetheless, waiting for him to return.

“Melody, what are you doing here?” he asked.

“You know, I was beginning to think I was wrong and that you weren’t using me after all, that you genuinely cared about me and my wellbeing, that you didn’t just offer me a job to get into my bed. I was beginning to think that I was the one who had overreacted, but then I come here and look at what I find. Who is that? Your latest conquest?”

Phillip didn’t answer, but instead he grabbed her by the shoulders and planted a kiss on her lips that rocked her world to the core. It was so sudden that she didn’t have time to react, and by the time he let her go, she was dizzy with emotion. The kiss had left her confused, and she forgot everything she was about to say. And then he kissed her again.

PHILLIP’S STORY

CHAPTER 5 - PHILLIP

She tasted like heaven to him, and as he clung to her, his lips feeling rejuvenated as if they had been a desert field all along, he wasn’t sure how he had let her go in the first place. She pulled back and looked at him, and he could see the old flame burning in her eyes, and he felt compelled to claim her mouth once more. He had completely forgotten about Courtney standing behind him, and all he could think about was this woman who he had shared a single day with, and who had become his everything. This had to be some sort of divine intervention, for he didn’t know how it was that they wound up at the same place, but whatever the cause, he was most grateful.

She didn’t resist him at first, but then she pulled back and he saw her look behind him at Courtney. How was he to explain that she meant nothing to him? She backed away, and once more he had to stand there and watch her walk away from him.

“You can go back to your cruise...and to...her,” she said. “You didn’t come here for me.”

“Melody, wait,” he called, but she was gone, and there was no way he could chase her. What was comforting was that she was walking in the direction of the Cotton Bay Village, and that was exactly where he was going to be for an entire day. He would find her and make her see that she was who he wanted. Then he turned around and was the center of attention to eight pairs of eyes. “What?” He asked as she walked off.

“Who was that?” Courtney asked, seemingly jealous that he had never displayed such affections with her. But how could he? She didn’t even show mercy to his wallet; the two were closer than he and she had been.

“Nobody,” he said as he waved her off.

“That didn’t look like nobody to me,” she said. “I thought we were having a good time, and suddenly you run into the arms of a ‘nobody’?”

Phillip didn’t respond to her queries; he didn’t owe her any explanation. As far as he knew, he had come on that cruise alone and had only run into her by chance. She was merely a distraction for him, and her walking behind him nagging him like a wife of twenty years was not helping his mood. He got to the main deck and headed straight for the bar. He ordered brandy, and as the liquid seemed to melt his inside, he shook his head to relieve himself of the pressure of it.

“You alright, man?” Matt asked. He still had his blonde next to him, and when Phillip looked behind him, Dan and Cindy were close by; they were all surveying him.

“Can’t a man drink in peace?” He asked as he took another shot of the dark liquid.

Courtney threw her hands in the air and then walked off. “I think I’ll go and freshen up.”

The other ladies seemed to have the same idea, and they all disappeared as she did, leaving him with Dan and Matt. Oh brother.

“Was that her?” Dan asked.

“Her who?” Matt wanted to know.

“He met this girl a few weeks ago, had a one night stand and a one day affair and he refuses to let her go.”

“She must have been really good,” Matt whistled, and then cut it short when Phillip almost cut him with his eyes.

“Phillip, you need to let this go,” Dan urged. “There are many other fine women here on this cruise, and even more back home for you to choose from. This girl will be nothing but a headache for you.”

“There isn’t one like her. Dan, I have been with many women, Courtney included, and they all seem to want just one thing: my money. That one night that I spent with Melody, she gave me her all. The way she prepared dinner and the preparations for it; it was done with love and with no expectations from me other than to show up.”

“Still, she rejected you,” Dan continued. “I think you should cut your losses.”

“Wait, hold on a second,” Matt interrupted. “I think he should go after her if that’s what he wants; otherwise, he’ll spend the rest of his days wondering ‘what if’. I know what it feels like, and I wouldn’t wish it for anyone. I lost the one girl I should have chased, and now here I am chasing all the wrong tails. Man, go and get your girl.”

“Thank you, Matt,” Phillip said, and they both stared at Dan, daring him to say another word.

“Now, where is she staying, and for how long?” Matt queried.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Dan said in defeat and then ordered a scotch from the bar.

“She seemed to be headed to the same hotel I booked for the day. When we get there, I’ll find her. I just hope she didn’t come with anyone,” he said quietly. The thought that she wasn’t there alone had never occurred to him until now, and nervousness overtook him.

“I doubt it, though,” Matt said. “She walked in the direction of a possible girlfriend of hers.”

Phillip’s mind seemed to be assuaged of the fears that had begun to rise in him, at least for the moment. The men spent the rest of the evening at the bar. The cruise was docked until two mornings after, and in the morning Phillip would check into the hotel. He was now sorry he’d not made reservations from tonight on, but the captain had told him they wouldn’t get to the island before midnight so it wouldn’t make sense to book the room earlier. Not that they needed to book a hotel room anyway: the cruise afforded them all the amenities.

Soon afterwards, the ladies returned, and Dan and Matt stole away to have some private moments with their newly acquired escorts. Phillip watched them go and then ventured to the railing port side. He was standing there watching the dark water as it swirled around the whiteness of the vessel. It was rather hypnotic, and the longer he stared the more he felt like he would fall over into it. Still, it was relaxing, and he stood there until he felt someone steal up behind him.

“Lovely night, isn’t it?” she asked.

He looked over at the woman, but he didn’t recognize her. “It is,” he said, and then started to wonder if she had meant to speak with him.

“I came all the way out here to escape the infidelities of my husband, and even here it finds me,” she said as she tossed some of the contents of the glass she held down her throat. Phillip stood there, his hands resting on the railing, unsure of what to say to her.

“It’s alright, dear,” she said as she patted his hand. “You don’t need to say anything. I just have one piece of advice for you; don’t get married to someone you don’t love,” she said, and then emptied the remainder of her drink in her mouth. She patted his hand again and then walked off. Phillip thought all of that was strange, and he surmised that she was just drunk. Still, she had provided him with a useful piece of advice, and though he didn’t know her, he was grateful for it. And he didn’t even get her name.

He turned around then, realizing that it was much too late and that he needed to get some rest. Just then he saw Courtney sauntering in his direction, and he felt disappointed hers was the face he was seeing now.

CHAPTER 6- PHILLIP

“Who was that?” She asked as she got to him.

He looked around, but the woman had already disappeared. “I don’t know,” he replied. “She just came up to me. I think she just wanted to vent.”

“Oh,” Courtney said, and then settled next to him. “So, do you want to go inside? It’s getting a little nippy out here.”

Phillip thought about that for a while and then eased off the railing. “Why not?” He walked off, and Courtney trailed after him. He returned the glass to the bar and then proceeded to his cabin. She had been spending her nights with him ever since he ran into her, and he could safely assume that the man she had left him for was history. He could do without her company tonight, though, and the fact that she had seen him kiss another and was still intent on sticking around meant that she was serious this time—or broke.

He got to his cabin, and she followed him inside, but she said not a word the entire time she did, and he was grateful for the silence. He went to freshen up, and when he stepped back into the room, she was standing there nude. He gazed at her and there was no denying she had a beautiful body; her skin was like ivory, and as she moved towards him, she seemed to be dancing the way she walked. Any other night, Phillip would have thrust himself on her, devouring her if even for the moment, but tonight his mind was elsewhere.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

She didn’t respond, but instead walked right over to him and knelt down. He stood there while she slipped her hand inside his boxers and let his member slip out. Then she began to massage it, moving her hand in a circular motion. “Not tonight,” he whispered to her, and went to sit on the bed.

She didn’t seem to hear him. She only had one thing on her mind as she walked over to him as he sat there. She reached for him once more, and this time, she lowered her head and covered him with her mouth. Phillip groaned then, unable to deny the feelings she was stirring; he was a man. After all. She began to bob her head, and soon it began to grow in her mouth, and she smiled as she got the reaction she was searching for. She continued, and he forced himself to try not to enjoy what she was doing, and it took all the will power in him to do so when she raised herself and then sank him deep inside her. He rolled his eyes back, and in one swift motion he held her by the waist and lifted her off of him. She rested there, looking him dead in the eyes, and tried once more to straddle him, but he got up now, determined not to have her tonight.

She looked embarrassed, and then got up and threw on a robe. Then she walked back to him and sat down. He wasn’t sure what to say to her, and he felt stupid in some sense to be rejecting something he was sure of, and only for a memory and things that might be. He wasn’t even sure what would happen with Melody, but Courtney was here. Each time that he looked at her, however, he wished she were Melody.

“What’s the matter?” She asked him.

He buried his face in his hands and then wiped them across the length of his face.

“Does this have to do with the ‘nobody’ you kissed earlier? If I could guess, that would be it.” She paused, but he made no reply. “Who was she?” She pressed.

She wasn’t asking as if she was angry, but instead out of curiosity, and Phillip felt like he owed her some sort of explanation. “Yes,” he finally admitted. Then he got up, and like a tormented man he went to the small window to look out, but now that he could see land on this side of the ship, the sights weren’t that comforting, so he returned to the bed.

“I met her a few weeks ago by chance; she was leaving my office and was devastated because she had been called for an interview for a position that was already filled. I ran into her and spilled coffee all over her clothes, but when I held onto her it was electrifying. From that moment, I knew I wanted her, and I saw the same look in her eyes. We spent the rest of the day together, and then she made me dinner that night. She didn’t have much, but she gave me all she had, and for the first time in my life, I glimpsed what love really is.”

“She sounds special,” Courtney said. “What happened after?”

“What happened after was a big mistake. Instead of telling her who I was, I asked Michelle to create a position for her that would have her working closely with me. She was going through hell and needed a job, and I was just trying to help, but when she came in the following day and saw that I was the Director, she got mad and stormed out, but not before accusing me of using her. I tried many times after that to get through to her, to try and explain my intentions, but she kept turning me away. Finally I gave up, but after seeing her tonight, after seeing the way she came up to me, I know she must have feelings for me still. Now I feel like I must go after her and hope she will have me again.”