A Millionaire, His Suit And Poor Me – Part 45
The buzzing on my phone was incessant. I ignored him for as long as I could before rolling out of my bed and crawling across my bedroom floor like a soldier. After grabbing it, I curled up and unlocked my iPhone.
As I suspected, all the missed calls were from Henris, with a few from Louis and one from Liam. Along with all of this, there was a message from Perrie, which I immediately appreciated. But the most surprising thing was my mother’s missed call.
I was about to call her back when the phone turned on and Henri’s number appeared on the screen. Frowning, I put the speaker on and curled up even more into a little ball of warmth on the floor and answered it, still half asleep. “Hello ?”
n’t you answering the pho
on?”
ay, Noras. We didn’t have a plan B yesterday.”
t’s all…”
” He growled. “We need to go to
enris…”
see us immediately and…
endearing way. “I got it yesterday when I left your apartment. This shit is expensive.”
was a hesitant sigh of relief from the other side. “You’re going to start taking birth control pills. Witho
my nails and debated whether or not I should get up off the floor. “Hey, are you coming to our Thanksgiving here? Everyone will be here, and you should come. And bring that wine.”
iving.”
y to convince Henris to join our little Thanksgiving team instead of arguing with him. “You know, there’s going to be a lot of men here. And probably several strippers. Males.”
ing.
fore he told me leaves at home. But it was Henris, and he was probably going to throw a party or take me to a really nice restaurant.
fee.
pulling my legs off the wall, “we really have to go to work today.” We have, like, meetings and stuff.”
Paris?”
uote from you – ‘that anti-baby pill.'” “Oh
hat….”
nd did Louis call you by any chance?”
. “Yeah, a few times. Why?”
ent before punching me in the arm. “Get in the shower, little slut.”
had to do.
ashing myself with my favorite strawberry soap and washing my hair, I stepped out of the wonderful hot shower into the much less pleasant bedroom, where I was g
heels, and headed to the kitchen. It was nice to have Jace waking me up with c
pping his a*s as soon as I took the toast, “is a little quiet withou
hat’s best for you, stop t
ed!”
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e rest of the meeting, then rushed
dn’t have to hear any stories about her latest remedy
old
Nokia? “
n’t
least it works. So, did you call me last night? What do
s new natural herb that helps fight stress! I thought it might be good
al remedies, I think I’ll go for alcohol and ca
oint Jace decided to come into our desk. He burst out laugh
bracelets that repair the balance
ance? Does it really exist?” Jace gave an amused growl and threw a pen at her. “Seriously, Mom. And
have.
y
ee pumpkin pie
d slowly, “I have to run now, anyway. I stay in touch.
ear !”
voiding looking at me in “Jace.
“
article, could we use Nick Knight’s photos? Th
my
”
grapher, I’ll throw you out the w
ing. They will only be there for a few days! She really wanted
elegant apartment. “Jace, she has no place in the city world. She’ll preach about weed and how marijuana should be legalized all the time
ell, it sho
hem… F**k, Jace. We have to clean up. We need to clean up our
ait, so you’re not
have to clean up.’ Hole
hia rushed into the room, her arms full of old issues of newspapers and portfolios of various designer artists. She didn’t even seem surprised that I was staring at Jace and that Jace was sitting in a small space
ited your mother to Thanksgiving
knows? Damn
ht have menti
you.”
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t patiently on the couch, ignoring the way Jace walked around me with puppy dog eyes, until I heard a knock when I opened it
between his teeth in concentration. Instead of the suit I expected, he wore dark jeans and a heavy brown leather jacket, with a
he looked at me. “Oh. Noras.” His eyes studied me from head to toe, taking in the dark s
?”
. “No. Go put on something warm. And hurry up, I left the car so
ed my mint colored jacket before heading out the door. I
as he stared at me. “Ar
r, an old white Mustang that I had never seen before. After opening the door and helping me in, muttering softly about the inconvenience, he started
e took off, to God knows where in his car of God knows what. With a small smile, I turned my head to stare at him.
y hair’s too long.
” It’s a
y tonight, hmm? There is a box for you on the
a box in the dark. “Which, I mean, would have been nice, if he had told me . Now I only have a week to mentally prepare myself for lessons and suggestions of
ng?”
Oh, yes. And you’ll be there. I forgot about it. The parents’ meeting and all that fun stuff, you don’t know
r Thanksgiving, Noras. I have to work. Please tell me
nt
of the road. “I know. I’ll see what I can do. I can’t take time off when
is box?”
merous sheets of white fabric. Henris studied me out of the corner of his eye as he drove, a small smile on
instantly. Placed simply in the middle of the sheet of fabric, the Louis Vuitton Capucines GM bag in
ide of it, the LV brand indiscreet beneath the handle. “Henris,” I said softly, “what does it mean to
s. I can get you one in a
is it good?”
$5,800. I won’t take it