The Accountant

3. Wild Thoughts

Feeling her eyes filled with tears, she took a deep breath. How could she be so stupid? She had resigned herself that she could be pregnant. She had wanted it. However, having sex with a married man should have been out of the question.

-He doesn't have a wedding band, Beau.-

She squinted her eyes, trying to think. Yeah. He didn't have one. She relaxed a bit. Nevertheless, she wouldn't go back no matter how much she wanted him inside her again. Besides, he was a foreigner. A Russian. She was sure he will be gone in a few days. And she would never see him again. The thought dampened her mood even further.

***

She just couldn't believe she cried all the way from the hotel. Now, her eyes were swollen and she was breathing through her mouth. Perfect!

She sank deeper into her tub, savoring the warm water and she felt her sore muscles relax. The soreness in her genitals was still a bit uncomfortable. A reminder of him. She sighed. He will always be but a distant memory. If she got pregnant then she would be the happiest woman in the world.

Beau's eyes felt heavy. Feeling the exhaustion from the strenuous activities last night and the early hours of the morning. She lost count of how many times they did it.

She had better take a much-needed nap and later talked to Lily.

The familiar ringtone blasting at a distance --probably from her living room-- jerked her awake from her sleep. She glowered in annoyance. The water was cold and she was all wrinkly. The stopper was removed to drain the tub before she wore her cozy bathrobe.

She reached for the Bluetooth device, which was connected to her secure server that also had her cell phone attached to it.

"Hello, Beauty Grace, " she rolled her eyes, however, she couldn't help but smile at her friend's British robotic accent.

"It's Beau."

"Heavy sigh."

"What is new, Lil?"

"The Marcelinos wants your expertise again. Looking for the file."

"They are boring, Lil. Anybody else?"

"Another heavy sigh." Beau grinned. " The Marcelinos are willing to pay double. I suggest you take it, Beauty Grace."

"Ok. I'll take it. I must warn you though I will be done in a day or two so you must find me another one."

"Grinning at my best friend. I will. This time I will make it more complicated. Oh and, one of the clients wants to meet B. G. Anderson."

"Not a good idea, Lil. I don't want conflict. And they don't know who I really am. I want it that way."

"I agree with you, Beauty Grace. Take care. Sending the file to a secure server. Dropping call."

That went well. Usually, Lily will torture her with an endless sermon about the merits of life. It was Beau's turn to exhale heavily when the call ended.

She missed Lily. They grew up together in an orphanage and had always watched each other's backs. Her best friend was deaf and mute, the main reason Beau was fiercely protective of her and the fact that Lily was the only one that knew her secret. The only family she had.

Having been diagnosed with IQ autism 360 had been a burden. A nightmare concealed and suppressed. She didn't want to be considered a freak of nature. And she sure as hell didn't want to have been experimented on in a government facility. Moreover, she didn't want to lose Lily.