That's young Megan Fox (12 I think) I may not be 12 but if Megan Fox got hot the way she did, there's still hope for me
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I've been spending a lot of time with Hayden, too much time for a person who's only around women for sex.
My dad invited him for dinner one night on his day off and they really hit it off. Once they got into talking cars and sports I was forgotten. I was in the sitting area on the phone with Reign when Hayden decided to remember my existence. He was looking at the frames hung on the wall while I was on the phone. I watched him closely as he studied the pictures.
"Like what you see?" I asked him putting my conversation with Reign on hold.
"You were very beautiful when you were younger." He turns to face me before walking closer to me. Because I was lying down on the couch, Hayden got down by my face putting all his weight on his knees. "You've grown into a goddess."
I flush, lifting my head off the armrest of the couch to bring my face closer to him. "You're cute Hayden." I say taking his chin between my thumb and forefinger drawing his face closer to mine.
Just as I was about to kiss him my dad walks into the room, holding a glass a third of it filled with liquor. Hayden mouths 'later' to me before turning his attention to my dad. "Hayden, here's that drink you asked for. Sorry, I had to take an important call."
"No worries Mr. Greene, I had Alice to keep me rather occupied." He stands to take the drink from him. "The frames you have on the walls are beautiful, did you put them up there yourself?"
"No, that was all Alice. She was in a stage in her young life where she thought she'd try interior designing. She just decorated the house with pictures of herself, or us as a family." He tells Hayden.
I just remembered I was on the phone with Reign. Shit, she's probably so annoyed with me. "Reign?" I ask into the phone.
"Jesus, I'm glad you know I still exist."
"I'm sorry," I laughed into the phone, "I got distracted.
After ending the call with Reign, I join Hayden and my dad by the mini bar drinking and conversing. They've had a lot of drinks since they left me in the lounge room. Hayden slips an arm around my waist pulling me into his body, my back pressed against his body. I place my hand over his playing with his fingers as he spoke. "You know Stephan, Alice and I talk a lot about our family history. . ."
What he really meant to say was; Alice talks a lot about her family while I avoid talking about my family past at all cost.
"And I just find your family to be very, uh, interesting."
"Hmm . . . how so?" Dad asked refilling their glasses.
"Well you know I noticed anyone related to her avoids talking about Eleanor at all cost, like she's a dangerous topic. David is around your family quite a lot. I'm surprised no one thinks it's odd for your boss to be taking your daughter out to lunch or dinner. Then there's this grave, why won't anyone tell her where it is? She's only asking to say goodbye to her mother." He is just ranting to my dad about my family and I know the topics he's addressing is making my dad really uncomfortable.
My Dad swallows down the entire glass before answering, "David is a close family friend before he became my boss. Before I got the job, I was staying at home taking care of Alice while her mother went out to work. Sometimes David would stop by at random hours just to talk. Then after Eleanor passed away, as a friend willing to help those in need, he offered me a job with him. So it's not all that odd that for the two of them to interact while no one is around."
He stands from his seat as his phone rings again, "I have to take this and then I'm probably not going to come back down. Come by anytime Hayden. Goodnight Alice."
"Night Dad!" I call out to him but he was long gone. I turn around in Hayden's arm, "Now, about that kiss."
It seems like the weeks have been going really fast. I've been working with Dr. James for three weeks now, but I still haven't been able to work with a patient yet. Thankfully Simon was there to keep me company every Monday and Wednesday. Talking with him had been a lot of fun, especially because he's a very animated person and has a lot of stories to tell. He's such an amazing, outgoing person but he's also shy and quiet on some days.
Things were going pretty well between Hayden and I. After spending a lot of our time together, when he invited me to go on a business trip with him, I didn't hesitate to say yes. "I wanted to tell you I'd be going away for the weekend for a business trip."
"Where are you going?"
"Vegas." Shit. My mind makes up all these different scenarios of what could happen with Hayden in Vegas, and each resulted in him having sex with someone else. I'm not fucking him, he's going to have to get that pleasure from someone else. Sure I do plenty of other things with him, but is that enough? Taking in my expression, he adds, "That being said, I would like for you to join me."
"Wait, really?"
"Yeah, it'll be a little boring during the day, but with you there our nights are going to be . . . fun." He says with conviction.
"And again, it's just the weekend so we will both be back by Monday to see Dr. James. Would you like to join me?"
"I would love to."
After I agreed to it, I was still second guessing if I should go or not. I asked my dad what he thought about Hayden and I going to Vegas together. He thought it would be a good idea for me to get out of the house for once. He said, "I think it'll be good for you. You can finally do something that won't involve you working or reading in school textbooks. Have fun, let loose, have a drink for the first time in your young adult life."
"I have had a drink before if it really matters." I told him.
"Good, I'm proud of you. Do I have Hayden to thank for that?"
I nodded before answering, "You're proud that I'm drinking? Shouldn't you be against that?"
"Why would I? You're responsible and old enough to handle your own liquor." He tells me before he had to leave to go to the office.
It was a Wednesday when Hayden asked me to go with him and today is Friday. Within a few hours I was going to be on his company's private jet on our way to Las Vegas. He made arrangements for one of his security, Geoff, to pick me up after work and he was going to drive me to the location.
Dr. James calls me into his office after his last patient leaves, "Miss Greene, come in." I sit down in the chair across from his desk. "I was wondering if you thought you were ready to start working with some of my patients."
"Do I think I'm ready?"
"Yes, do you?"
This is exactly what I wanted, why am I not jumping to say yes to this? "I don't know, I mean it's what I've been looking forward to from the moment I started this internship, but I don't know if I'm actually ready."
"If you don't think you're ready then you're not ready, is that fair?"
"Yeah, I think if I were to do it right now I'd freeze, out of nervousness and excitement." An airy, almost nonexistent laugh slips past my lips.
"Take a few extra days or weeks, I'll be observing you and your demeanor with the patients in the waiting room, then and only then I will decide if you are really ready."
"Okay." I nod slowly in an agreement with him.
"Alright, have a great weekend Miss Greene, I will see you Monday."
"You, too." I reply on my way out of his office. Once exiting the building I saw a black car sat waiting out front. A man dressed in a black suit stands in front of the back door. His face stern and unfaltering. His look was so sharp not a single hair was out of place.
"Evening Miss Greene."
"You must be Geoff." I say giving him a smile, he nods once opening the door for me. I climb inside and he closes the door before going to the drivers seat and taking off onto the busy road.
It didn't take long to pull up beside the jet. Hayden was standing by the steps with his phone pressed to his ear. Not a trace of a smile or any type of amusement on his face so I thought it safe to assume it's a business call.
"Where's my luggage?" I ask Geoff once I got out of the car. Though I should've asked before we left my job, where my car is parked.
"In the trunk ma'am." I was going to ask how my luggage got out of my trunk but I was stuck on him calling me Ma'am.
"You don't have to call me ma'am, Geoff, I'd prefer if you called me Alice."
"Can I call you Miss Greene instead?" I nod, anything is better than ma'am.
When I walk up to Hayden I hear him say, "Dad, we can talk about this later, I have to get on this plane." Then ends the call. And to think he was on a business call. "Thank you for coming Alice."
"Of course." I smile at him before we get on the plane. The interior of his plane was absolutely stunning, from the from the white and black flooring to the white patent leather diamond stitched seats sat around square black glass tables. The sofa's by the restroom matched the seats as well. The black and white were all over the plane and the chrome finishes just seemed to tie it all together. "It's beautiful." I comment.
Walking towards a bottle of champagne, Hayden fills two glasses. Handing one to me with a dark lustful expression he says, "Let's make this weekend as memorable, entertaining, and pleasurable as we can, after all, it's Vegas."
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this is 2,000 years late and all over the place I'm so sorry but I'm trying to get my groove back haha, I haven't been really into this story lately