Still In Love With Her by Z.L. Arkadie Read Free Book Online Page B

out.
    I close the door and lock it. I can still hear the music, the rumbling of voices, and people splashing and frolicking in the pool. I’m from New York though, which means I can sleep through a hundred jackhammers pounding concrete. Hopefully when I wake up, my encounter with Robert in the elevator, Vince’s insistence that I get on my knees, me quitting my job in a fit of jealous rage, the left turn I took onto the border of lesbianism, which culminated with my weird yet intriguing sex with Vince, and getting hit on by Dash—none of it will have ever happened.

CHAPTER FOUR
A New Line of Business

    It’s morning. I’m clearly aware that last night did happen as my pussy flexes with memories of Vince being inside me. I also remember Delta saying something about my phone ringing a lot. I check the messages. The first is from Jack. He wants me to look in on Daisy, and he heard that I’m leaving A&Rt, so he wants to talk about that. The others are from shocked colleagues and poachers who want to take me to lunch to talk about opportunities I might find interesting.
    I’m still wearing the dress from last night. As soon as I sigh with dread at the thought of having to go to my car to get my suitcase, I see it tucked in the corner. I wonder if it was there last night. I fling the suitcase onto the bed, open it, and put on my white V-neck T-shirt, stretchy miniskirt, and flip-flops. I want to make it easy to take off my clothes later and jump in the pool. I return Jack’s call before I head out to see how Monroe is doing.
    “Mags,” he says.
    “Did you call me last night?” I ask.
    “What’s this I hear about you leaving A&Rt?”
    “Did you hear the whole story?”
    “I probably did. I can make Emily go away if you want.”
    I smile. “I love you, Jack. It’s always a comfort to know that I have you in my corner, but I don’t know. I quit out of anger, but that made me really consider this new venture with Monroe.”
    “What venture is that?” There’s a note of caution in his tone.
    “Monroe thinks we should go into business together. I would be an image consultant.” I wait for Jack to process that.  
    “What’s Monroe’s role in all of this?”
    “I imagine she’ll land the clients and help keep them in line.”
    “Are your clients famous?” he asks.
    “Yes.”
    “I don’t know about this, Mags. Shit can get hairy quickly.”
    I sigh, remembering Delta Foster and his fondness for dick—and not his own. He has a reputation as a ladies’ man. I’m not one to keep up with celebrity gossip, but the fact that Monroe feels Delta needs an image consultant must mean that the smokescreen is fading and fans are wondering what team he plays on. “You’re telling me.”  
    “Whatever you decide, I’m in your corner. I didn’t like you working around Vince and Robert anyway,” he says.
    Once, Robert referred to Jack as my bruiser, which made me question whether or not Jack had warned him against flirting with me. He once caught Robert discreetly squeezing my ass, and Robert often looks at me as if we’re stranded on a deserted island and I just turned into a hot dog or something. I’m used to it. I’ve learned to ignore him. Yesterday was the first time he’d ever masturbated against my ass. I felt his dick twitching and everything. I think he had groomed me for that moment. I wasn’t surprised and was slightly aroused.
    “Yeah.” I sigh. “I think it’s run its course.”  
    “If you need me for anything, let me know.”
    “I will.”
    “And, um…”  
    “And what?”
    “Since you’re in L.A., could you check on Daisy for me?” Jack asks.
    “My pleasure, but I wish you two would just get back together already.”  
    He’s silent.  
    “Jack?”
    “I’m here.”
    “Apparently you miss her, since you want me to check on her.”  
    He’s silent.  
    “Jack?” I ask again.
    “Tell me how she’s doing as soon as you find out.”
    I roll my eyes. “You guys could