Insufferable Proximity (45 page)

“Damn, everything’s frozen.” she said taking out a large pack of thick steaks, “I can take something out for later or for breakfast.”

“We’re staying the night?” he asked.

“Yes.” she said defensively, letting him know with her body language that it would be a fight if he objected.

“You cook?” he asked in surprise, she did not seem like the type.

“As much as possible, I love to cook.” she smiled, “but I don’t think I will be able to tonight.” she frowned, truly disappointed. “So we are going to have to order.”

He poured the champagne into two glasses then handed one to her.

“To Heaven Deville,” he raised his glass, “my one and only Princess.” he kissed her lips quickly before taking a sip of champagne.

“Thank you.” she said and then took a sip. .Julian pulled her closer to him

“I thought your breasts were going to pop out of this thing.” he said hooking his finger in the middle of the fabric and pulled it away from her breasts.

“I bet you would have loved that.” she frowned.

“Probably not.” he said honestly, pulling the fabric to the side of her breast. Normally that would be right up his alley, but the thought of Heaven naked in front of anyone other than him brought a raging hostility over him.

“But I thought that was what you liked?” she asked as he picked her up, his big hand under her behind.

“Not with you, I don’t want to share you. I shouldn’t have even taken you there.”

“Does that mean no more perverted parties?” she asked.

“Maybe.” he grinned before kissing her.

***

After they ate and finished the bottle of champagne, they took the remaining bottles into her bedroom. He liked her room, it was decorated in the same black and white, accented in red, with a strong Parisian theme.

“Have you ever been to Paris?”

“No, my mother was born there, but she refuses to ever go back.” she shook her head.

“What happened?”

“I don’t know, she would never tell me.” she shrugged “but I know it must be something bad, because my mother is pretty tough. Highly dramatic, loves to make mountains out of molehills, but tough as nails when she needs to be.” she said taking a sip of the wine.

“Are you close with your mother?”

“In a way.” she answered honestly, then tried to explain, “I love my mother but we are very different. I am very close with my aunt though. Are you close with your mother?”

“Not at all.” he said truthfully. “The only person she’s close with is Ian. Actually, he is the only one she likes. We never speak”

“That’s horrible.”

“No it’s not, she’s tricky and speaking to her means that you’re involved in one of her many plots to breakdown my father.” he admitted, surprised by himself, he never spoke of his mother, not even to his own family, not his cousins, no one. He had always been highly confidential when it came to his relationship with his mother, so why did he suddenly feel so comfortable talking about it? “Ian always jumps on the bandwagon, I never have.”

“That explains a lot about him, he’s very sneaky. He would do anything to make sure that you don’t become partner.”

“Nothing he does surprises me anymore, he has no loyalty, never has and probably never will.” he frowned, wishing his brother had of been more like the men in his family, and less like his manipulative mother. Then maybe they could have had a more brotherly relationship.

***

“You weren’t lying when you said you were into clothes.” Julian said as he walked into her closet.

“I told you.”

“And you don’t wear any of it?”

“No, I never have the time, besides where am I going to wear it? To court or my mother’s house?” she had a sudden thought of her in her most expensive gown going to the brothel that she called home.

“What the hell is this?” he asked picking up the black two-piece bikini. The bottom was one strap for around her hips, the top was a strap that would tie behind her back and two thin straps that tied behind her neck that would barely cover her nipples.

“That’s a gag gift.”

“From whom?” he asked. She hesitated, not in the mood to have to explain her mother’s sense of humor and her love of sexually-themed gag-gifts.

“My friend Jade.” she lied, he looked at her doubtfully, “it’s true, they all know I am a virgin and thought it would be funny. The year before that she gave me two books, “the lonely virgin and the joy of masturbation. I wouldn’t be able to even mentally prepare you for what she gave me for my 21
^st
birthday.” she finished her glass of wine and poured another.

“Put it on.”

“No way, that thing is so scandalous, it’s like a true-dental-floss bikini.” she shook her head “and it’s uncomfortable.”

“You’ve tried it on?”

“Once.”

“Did you like it?”

“No, I felt uncomfortable and dirty, it was weird.”

“Go put it on.” he said getting hard at just the thought of her in the suit.

“Not now, Julie.”

“Now!” he demanded. She grabbed the set then walked into her bathroom and shut the door. After a few minutes she emerged from the bathroom, wearing a long red robe, she walked over to stand before Julian.

“Happy?”

“I will be once this robe is off.” He slid the robe open and she shivered as the silk slid from her body then felt the air hit her exposed skin. Julian moaned as he saw her ripe curves accented by the thin straps. “You never cease to amaze me, princess.”

“So you like the suit?”

“I like the suit,” he kissed her lips, “and I love
you
in the suit.”

“I think you should prove that.” she whispered.

“I would love to.” He said as he slid his finger around the outline of the thin straps covering her nipple. He slowly trailed it down the center of her breast, forcing a moan from her throat as she felt it hit the center of her nipple.

***

Julian woke up to the delicious smell of breakfast, Heaven had cooked sausage, bacon, eggs, and croissants. Despite the fact that he wanted to sleep longer, he could not resist such a delicious aroma, or the woman creating it. He slid on his boxers and walked to her kitchen then he stopped at the door, just admiring her. He stood there silently as he watched her cook and dance to the beat of the music on the radio. She was a sight to behold, her long hair curling wildly around her head as she danced. The tiny white tank top she wore barely contained her large breasts and her low-rise briefs slipped lower on her hips with each movement. It was a beautiful moment that Julian would never forget.

***

It was 3:00 in the morning when the telephone began ringing, the high pitched screech filtered through the air and startled both Heaven and Julian. Heaven looked up to see it was the red phone, her personal line at Julian’s house, she tried to slide off the bed but he held her tightly.

“No.” he grumbled.

“I have to get the phone.” she said as she pulled his arm off and went to the phone. She already knew who it was, only one person would dare call her at 3 in the morning. “Hello?” she spoke into the receiver.

“Finally darling, I have been trying to get a hold of you for hours.” Sybille cried dramatically into the phone and Heaven rolled her eyes. “Your cell phone is off and when I tried to call your house phone I got some type of answering service that asked me if I wanted your house or work! And why is you phone off?”

“It’s a long story-”

“Are you alright?”

“Everything is fine, I’m perfectly fine.”

“Come see me, I was so worried.”

“I can’t right now, it’s three in the morning Sybille, and I have to work tomorrow!”

“Excuse me? I told you to take the day off, you know we are having that coming home party in the morning.”

“Shit, I almost forgot-”

“What?” Sybille was getting a little distressed, “I have been gone for three whole weeks Sevigne Deville-.

“I thought it was the day after.” she cut off her mother’s rising hysterics.

“Well I better see you first thing in the morning.”

“It is first thing in the morning, mother.”

“Well get some rest because we have three weeks’ worth of catching up to do tomorrow. Kisses darling.”

“Bye.” she hung up the phone and then walked back over to the bed. “That was my mother, they just got back from vacation, so I am going to need to take the day off tomorrow. They’re having a welcome back party at the house and that woman will freak right out if I am not there. She will never let it die that I didn’t visit her after her vacation.” she snuggled closer to Julian who in turn kissed the top of her head.

“Sounds good to me.”

“Um no, trust me you do not want to go to this party,” she sat up, looking down at him, “you can drop me off, it will just be for a few hours.”

“Why wouldn‘t I want to go?” he pushed her hair back from her breast.

“You’d be so bored.”

“I’d be with you so I’m sure I can find some way to amuse myself.”

“Fine, you want the truth? In all honesty I would rather face the police on a breaking and entering charge then having to explain you to my mother.” she shook her head, “She would never understand this, she would make mountains out of molehills, I just couldn’t take it.” the thought alone brought a high level of anxiety to Heaven, she was just not prepared to explain her upbringing or the illegal activities that went on under her mother’s roof. Not to mention, she knew her mother well and by the end of the festivities, Sybille would be mentally planning her and Julian’s wedding ceremony.

“I’m going with you.” he stated firmly.

“Oh god,” she jumped up from the bed, fraught with worry, “what the hell am I supposed to tell her about you?” she whined as she paced. Julian sat up and threw his feet over the side of the bed.

“I don’t care what you tell her.”

“This is going to blow their minds, you don‘t understand the type of drama this is going to cause.”

“How?” he asked in irritation, unable to comprehend why his being with her would cause so much hassle. She saw that he didn’t understand and sat down on the bed next to him, she would explain while being careful not to reveal too much.

“I never had a boyfriend or a male friend and I’ve never brought anyone home to meet my mother. They are going to go crazy over this, my mother has been obsessed with me finding a male friend for years. This woman is going to want details and although she will seem so sweet with the feathers, the bright clothes and her cheery disposition, she is relentless when it comes to what she wants and she is going to want answers. I could never tell her about the contract, she would be so disappointed if she knew what I had done to you.”

“Then don’t tell her about it, tell her we are a couple.” he said and she looked at him strangely.

“Then she’ll be planning the color of our wedding invitations and thinking of names for our firstborn.” she shook her head, “She can be a bit dramatic.”

“We can handle that, it’s better than her knowing the truth.” he laid back down in the bed, “Come on, you worrying about it now isn’t going to make things any better tomorrow, in fact you being sleep deprived could make things worse.”

“Very true, but you know as well as I do that there is no way I am going back to sleep.” she laid down next to him and he pulled her close, knowing her mind was going 100 miles a minute.

“I’ll get you there.” he slid his hand down between her legs, his fingers gently slipping between the folds. “Close your eyes Princess.” he stroked her until the orgasm exploded through her sex then pulled her close to him. Her body was relaxed and her eyes had drifted shut by the time her head hit his chest.

***

By morning she was frazzled and running around the room like a disorganized lunatic, looking for an outfit that was more like the Sevigne that her mother knew.

“I don’t have anything to wear!” she whined as she stomped out of her closet. Julian had been ready for over an hour, waiting for her to find something to wear. He was enjoying himself, just watching her runaround in different outfits or half naked.

“You have a lot of clothes.” he said snacking on potato chips.

“I told you not to eat too much, there is going to be a lot of food.” she said snatching the bag of chips from him.

“You look beautiful in anything you wear.” he said through a mouthful of chips.

“There is nothing in that closet that I can wear to see my mother, I cannot wear some sleazy outfit to see her.”

“What about one of the suits for work, they don’t reveal anything except the curve of your body”

“I suppose.” she frowned.

“Is it a formal party? What is everyone else going to be wearing?” he asked.

Heaven stopped and looked at Julian, she had been so worried about what she was going to wear, she forgot about what everyone else would be wearing, or not wearing. She was not looking forward to explaining to Julian why over half the women at her mother’s house were running around nude. That was when she realized that he would be looking at gorgeous naked women all day and she would be overly-dressed in a suit. She had no idea why and was not interested in debating it with herself, but she wanted him to look at her and only her, a stuffy suit would not guarantee that. She walked back over to her closet and looked through all the clothing with new eyes before she found a gorgeous light grey ruffled dress that was not to revealing but not too conservative. She threw on a strapless bra and matching panties then walked to the large mirror with her dress.