companion?”
I
narrowed my eyes, “What? I don’t get it.” He heavily sighed at the fact that I
did not get what he was trying to say.
“Would
you be interested in being a person who would accompany me to certain
functions, no strings attached, and I would pay you of course?” I was in the
middle of drinking my water when I spit it out.
“What?
You mean like an escort or call girl,” I yelled.
“NO,
NO, that is not what I meant Ellery,” he tried to explain. “I mean like a
friend.” I lightly smiled at him because that was so hard for him to say.
“You
mean go out as friends, like me and Peyton?” He ran his hands through his
luxurious hair. I lightly touched his arm.
“Connor,
if you want to be friends then all you had to do was ask. Actually, I already
considered us friends, and there will be no money involved either.” He pursed
his lips and a small smile escaped them.
“There’s
a benefit I need to attend tomorrow night. It is a charity function, and I need
to be there to represent my company, would you like to go?”
I
bit my lip as I sweetly smiled at him, “I would love to go.” He smiled back as
we got up from the table and started making our way out of Central Park.
“I
will pick you up at 6pm sharp,” he said looking straight ahead. I silently
smiled because I felt different when I was with him. I liked the feeling, but
then I hated it to because nothing can happen between us, and I needed to be extremely
careful that nothing did.
Just
as we were leaving I heard someone call my name, “Elle?” I looked to the side
and time stopped as I saw Kyle walking towards me. Connor stopped walking when
I did and looked at me; he knew something was wrong.
“Elle,
how are you?” Kyle asked in a confused tone. I took in a deep breath.
“I’m
great Kyle how are you?” I managed to smile.
A
few feet behind him stood a woman with jet black hair and boobs so fake, I bet
they would pop if I poked them with my finger. I looked over at her as she was
eye fucking Connor.
“I’m
fine, who is this?” he asked, pointing to Connor.
“Oh,
I’m sorry; this is my friend Connor Black.” Connor extended his hand, and the
two of them shook. My stomach was in knots and so desperately wanted to throw
up.
“Elle,
you look good,” he smiled as he looked me up and down.
I
faked a smile as Kyle’s little plastic bimbo came walking up and introduced
herself.
“Hi,
I’m Angela; you must be Kyle’s ex?”
I
rolled my eyes. “Yep that’s me; Kyle’s ex.”
She
would not stop looking at Connor and seducing him with her eyes. It was making
me uncomfortable. She was practically salivating. I pulled Kyle over to the
side.
“Tame
your dog Kyle; she is embarrassing you.”
He
glared at me, “Angela, let’s go.”
I
looked over at Connor who was steadily smiling at me.
“What?”
“Nothing,
you are just…”
“Just
what Connor?” I asked.
“You’re
just full of life, let’s put it that way,” he laughed. I shook my head as we
left Central Park.
Denny
had the Limo parked and was waiting for Connor. “Are you getting in?” Connor
asked as he pointed to the car.
“No,
I’m walking,” I said as I started down the street.
“Elle,
get in the car,” he demanded. I smiled because for the first time he called me
Elle, which was his way of letting me know we were friends. My back was turned
as I walked away and waved.
“Bye
Connor, see ya tomorrow.”
I
heard him sigh, and the car door shut. I walked a majority of the way with
Connor’s Limo following me. I finally turned the corner and stopped. He rolled
down the window.
“Are
you ready to get in now?” he smiled.
I
rolled my eyes and opened the door. I smacked him on the arm and told him to
move over. Denny was watching me through the rear view mirror and he was
lightly laughing. We reached my apartment, and as I was getting out of the Limo,
Connor surprised me by lightly grabbing my hand.
“Thank
you for going
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