by Ashlee Price
I watched some of the expressions on the other people’s faces. It was clear to anyone who was paying attention that no one there was happy to see him. He’d ruined so many lives, and there was still not a clear reason. He refused to give it to the police, so everyone had to wonder why he’d done it. As he looked at each person, making sure to make eye contact like he didn’t want to forget a thing, I was convinced that there was no reason. He did it because he just wanted to. How could there be any kind of reason for such madness?
The judge came out and everyone sat down after him. The room became silent. It felt eerie in a way. I sat down next to Camilla and sought out her hand, thinking that she needed some comfort. I was ready for my name to be called and my chance to take the stand. It would end it, and I could finally put my energy into something else.
***
It wasn’t as dramatic as the TV shows that Camilla liked to watch at night, but there was a satisfaction in pointing out the person who’d caused so much destruction. He stared at me with his dead eyes, and I could tell that there was nothing there. If everything went as it should, the sentencing wouldn’t be too long from now, but the fact was that the man was already gone. He’d been seen by several citizens and law enforcement officers, and there was no way he was going to get off. I’d done my part, and as we left, the weight that I hadn’t even known was there was lifted.
“Why don’t we get some lunch and then get back to the house for a while?”
The silkiness of her voice piqued my interest. It sounded so smooth, and I could tell that there was something naughty on her mind. That was how Camilla was. She would get hot in a moment, and when she was, she was scorching hot. I hoped that she was thinking along the same lines I was. That quickly my brain was on one track and hoping not to be derailed.
“What did you have in mind?”
Camilla shrugged and sent me the answer through her eyes. I melted right there, and I knew it was going to be a long lunch. I would have rather skipped the food altogether.
“I don’t know. I’m sure we’ll think of something. We can’t mess around too long, though. The wedding starts at four and I don’t want to be late.”
I should have been bothered about the wedding. If it made any sense I would have been, but I wasn’t. I was happy for the bride and groom. It was going to be a little weird to see my wife marrying someone else, but she was not the one I was supposed to be with.
“We won’t be late. Why don’t we get something to go so we’ll have a little more time?”
“You’re so impatient, Tyler. You can’t wait a little while longer?”
“No.” Not with the look in her eyes that she had then. I couldn’t wait a moment longer.
We started in the car.
Chapter 3 – Maya
“Tyler is here with Camilla.”
“Good. I was hoping that I would see him before the wedding. Will you see if he’ll come here?”
My cousin Angie was aghast at the idea. I wasn’t too worried about what she thought. It was already strange to have my ex-husband at my wedding, but nothing about this was normal. I’d found Dylan on a website and Tyler was now engaged to his therapist. It was all a mess, and I just wanted to make sure that everything with Tyler was okay. It had been a while since we’d talked, and seeing him was just another step of closure.
When he came in, I wasn’t prepared for the wave of emotions that came over me. It was like I was seeing him on the day we’d married so long ago. It was only five years, but it seemed like a lifetime now. His hair was shorter than he usually wore it, and the twinkle in his eyes that had died during our marriage was back. I hoped it was back in mine as well.
“You look good, Tyler.”
“Shouldn’t I be saying that to you?”
I told him that he should. He immediately apologized for not doing it straight away. I would forgive him this time. “You know you look radiant, just as you did when I was the nervous groom waiting for you.”
“You were never the nervous type. I think you were on the phone right up until the music started. There was a deal that you were trying to do, remember?”
His head went down, and when he pulled it back up he really looked at me. “Don’t take any crap from this one, Maya. You deserve all the happiness that’s possible. You deserved better.”
“Not better, just different. Thank you for coming. I know that it’s going to be a little unconventional, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Even though it didn’t work out for us, I’ll always love you. You know that, right?”
Tyler told me that he did and that he felt the same way. It was not the stereotype that I had of exes, but it was so much better than the average setup.
I hugged him and then kissed his cheek. It was my way of saying goodbye to him. Although I still felt affection for him, it was nothing to how I felt about Dylan. When I saw Tyler leaving, I was ready to go down the aisle to the man waiting for me. However unorthodox our method of meeting was, I knew that it had always been Dylan that I was supposed to be with. I needed his gentle touch. I was more sensitive than most, and I’d only wilted under such a heavy hand. Dylan let me be what I wanted to be and gave me space when I needed it.
Looking in the mirror one last time, even I could see the change. It was the first time in a long time that I was happy. I fixed the few strands of hair that had fallen into my face from the up-do and took a deep breath. I was about to change my life, but this time for the best.
***
“You didn’t tell me that Tyler was going to be here.”
“We’re dancing and you want to talk about Tyler?”
“I just didn’t know he was going to be here.”
“I thought I did tell you. Are you mad?”
“Surprised, but not mad. Did you know about him and Camilla?”
I had to laugh. There had been something bothering him the whole way through the ceremony and the cake cutting. People were all around so I couldn’t really ask him, but now with everyone watching, we could speak a little while we had our first dance.
“Yeah, for a while. They’re engaged. I thought you knew?”
“No. I didn’t.”
“Well, you’ve been busy lately and the wedding was a lot of work.”
“Was it worth it?”
He looked anxious, and I pulled him in for a reassuring kiss. “It was definitely worth it. I’ve never been so happy in my life.”
The kiss was returned, and when the music stopped, we didn’t. It caused a stir among the guests, but I didn’t care. I felt like I was the happiest person in the world and I would burst with it all any minute.
I had to pull away and guide him back to our seats. He was just going to have to wait. My face was red from the encounter and from the knowledge of what was going to come next. I was starting to look around and wonder how rude it would be considered if I found a way to get out of there sooner rather than later.
Tyler and Camilla caught my eye on the dance floor, and for a moment, one silly moment, I felt jealousy. It wasn’t something that I felt because I wanted him, but he had a look in his eyes that I’d never gotten to see from him. He’d never looked at me with such love and devotion. I’d waited years to see it, and in a way I hated to see him that way with another. I was bubbling with emotions and I had to turn my attention elsewhere.
When I finally caught my husband’s eyes, they the same look in them, and I knew what I’d known all along. I was supposed to be with Dylan. It was that simple.
“What?”
“Nothing, baby, I just love you.”
Chapter 4 – Camilla
“We can’t just go. It would be rude. You were the one who wanted to come, so no, we’re not leaving after the cake is cut. You have to dance and stay and mingle a while.”
Tyler wasn’t having any of it. I’d left him wanting more after lunch on purpose, but he was too wound up to be put off much longer. I didn’t know how close he was to throwing me over his shoulder and ha
uling me away, but I wouldn’t have minded if he did. There was something about a wedding that made me a little hot for him. It must have been all of the love in the air. It was hard to dismiss how much I could feel it. I wanted to be with the one that I loved now.
“I don’t want to mingle. I don’t care what anyone else has to say. I just want to be with you. Are you really going to deny me that?”
Shaking my head, I told him that he was going to survive a little longer without anything like that. Tyler’s eyes darkened, and I looked away so as to not give away how hot it made me. I knew that look very well, and right now it was something I was going to try to ignore.
“Why does it always have to be right now?”
The flame leaped in his eyes and his grin widened. “Right now?”
I shook my head again, sure that he just wasn’t hearing the words that were coming out of my mouth. How else could he get them all so wrong?
“I didn’t mean right now, Tyler. We’re in the middle of a wedding with a lot of people. We can stay a little while longer and then bow out when no one will notice.”
Tyler looked around like he was considering my idea. I thought it was a good one. I was not about to jump out of my skin like he was. I wanted him, but I also knew that we had a lifetime to be together. I didn’t feel the rush and worry that I did with most relationships. There was a sense of knowing that it was all going to be okay. Tyler wasn’t going anywhere and neither was I. We were meant to be together.
“Baby. You know that’s not what I meant.”
He wasn’t listening. “No one is paying attention now. The open bar is doing the trick. I’m sure there has to be a place in here somewhere where we won’t get noticed. This place is huge.”
Tyler had my hand and was pulling me towards the back of the reception hall. I didn’t know what was beyond the swinging doors, but I didn’t think that we were supposed to be there. It didn’t feel right, but there was no stopping Tyler when he got something in his mind. I was just glad that it was me that made him so adamant and impatient.
“Tyler, come on. Let’s go home if you really can’t wait.”
“I don’t even want to wait that long.”
“We could do it in the car again.”
He chuckled, and there was a moment when he looked back that I thought he was going to go for the bait. There were so many things wrong with us doing it here. This was the wedding of one of my patients and his ex-wife. None of it screamed out that it was a good place to get it on. Somehow Tyler wasn’t the least bit bothered by any of that.
“No, I still have a cramp in my leg from that. Besides, don’t you want to do it somewhere new?”
We’d talked about our fantasies, and he knew that I liked new places. “This is not really what I meant, though, Tyler. I meant… I don’t know.”
“Come on, you were the one that told me that you like doing it in public places. There are people all around, and I know that you’re getting hot just thinking about it.”
I wasn’t going to deny it, because that would have been futile too. He knew me too well. The only thing I could do was go with it. I let him drag me up some stairs to a part of the building that didn’t look to be in use. It was a good thing, too, because the first room that he found, Tyler was pulling me into it and kissing me before the door was shut. He wasn’t kidding about not being able to wait.
“Baby, slow down.”
“I can’t, Camilla. I need you now.”
There was no telling what was going on in his head, but it was clear that he needed me. I wasn’t sure why, but I wasn’t going to ask. I moved back a little and started to unzip my dress. That wasn’t fast enough for him, and before I could stop him, he started pulling me down to the carpeted floor. The room was almost empty, save for a few boxes, and I closed my eyes when his hand ripped my panties to the side. I couldn’t focus on anything else anyway.
He was out, and I was not prepared. Tyler was always so ready. He pushed in as my weight helped him along. I heard a cry and I knew that it was from my own lips, but it sounded so far away. I couldn’t control my noise as he moved up from beneath me.
“Lean forward.”
I could hardly think, but his words penetrated my thoughts. I knew what that meant. I shook my head that I wasn’t going to. I wasn’t ready for that, not when he was so raring to go. It was already hard to control myself, and if he got his way, there was no possibility of me holding it together.
“Please no, Tyler.”
“You know that’s what you want.”
Tyler’s hands were on my hips and he pressed up as he held me down on him. His grinding hips were driving me crazy, and he just kind of grinned widely with the gesture.
“Baby…”
“What?” He tried to look innocent, but the wolf eyes didn’t help convince me. As soon as I did what he asked, I knew what was next, and I was already on the verge of madness.
I moved my hips a little faster, trying to appease his need without giving him fully what he wanted. I’d long since stopped caring where we were as I pushed myself to climax. It never took long when I was sitting on top of him. His hands would roam over every inch they could reach, and since I was in control, I could gently rock myself to my end.
I tried to stop, but he shook his head and smiled. “You don’t think we’re done, do you?”
I knew better, but I didn’t answer. My body was racked with pleasure, and I didn’t have a mind to protest when he pulled me down for a kiss. His arms went around me, and he held me up as he started to thrust quickly upwards. The pleasure intensified and I had to beg him to stop. Before he did, I was crying out while Tyler muffled my sounds with his own lips.
This was what I’d tried to get out of. Tyler had done it to me the first time when I was practically passed out on his chest. Any time he got me on top, the blur from underneath was sure to put me in a situation where I could barely take it.
Pushing up from his chest, Tyler’s grip tightened and he moved faster. I could tell that he was almost there, and I squeezed him as hard as I could from the inside. I loved the way he slowed and then pressed deeper, holding me still as I felt the first gush of heat inside of me.
My eyes finally opened and met his. He twitched inside of me, making me clench him again. When I felt him start to re-harden, I pushed against his chest. “Not again. I can’t right now.”
Getting up before he could convince me otherwise, I looked around for something to steady myself on. My legs were wobbly, and Tyler got up to help me. “Did that feel good, Doctor?”
I sighed and kissed him. He knew how it felt. “It always feels good with you.”
“You had me worried earlier when we were at the courthouse. Are you feeling better? You haven’t said a word.”
“I wasn’t even thinking about it. I was just thinking about the wedding that we have coming up. I want it to always be like this, Tyler. I don’t want us to lose this.”
He pulled me in for a kiss, and I felt the security of his arms around me. “We’re never going to lose this, Camilla. I love you too much for that to ever happen.”
I bit my lip. I wanted to believe him, and I did. But things were going to be different quite soon. It wasn’t only going to be me and him anymore. Things were about to change a lot.
The end for now…
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Served
A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance
Complete Series
By Ashlee Price
Served Part 1: Serve
By: Ashlee Price
Prologue
Jesse Olson has a full plate. When her father dies suddenly of an aneurism, her whole world seems to come to a stop. But with a bistro to run by herself and one of her special coffee blends getting a lot of attention in the city, Jesse is busier than ever. She doesn’t have time to do much of anything except work and sleep, and she isn’t thinking about a
nything else – until she meets a rude businessman with flashing dark eyes and a wicked tongue.
Scott comes to the bistro for one reason, but changes his mind when he meets the young owner and decides that he can find something else that he wants there. When Jesse is quick to put him in his place, it leaves Scott baffled. It also leaves him wanting more. He’s used to being listened to, and Jesse hasn’t given him the time of day. Instead of discouraging Scott, though, this just makes him want to get to know the fiery redhead more. He has a feeling that he’s going to be needing a lot of coffee.
Chapter 1 – Jesse Olson
“Jesse, are you coming down?”
I stopped what I was doing and looked at the clock. It was already seven and I was trying to figure out where the time had gone. I was going through my father’s room, and I guess I’d just gotten sidetracked. I’d forgotten that I had a job to do.
“Coming down now. Open the doors and I’ll be down there in just a minute.”
Melissa told me to take my time. She knew that it was a rough month for me, and I was thankful that she didn’t give me too much grief when I was having a day like today. It had only been two weeks since my father died from an aneurysm, and I was still trying to come to terms with it. When I’d woken up at two this morning, all I wanted to do was talk to him, so instead I’d started going through the closet that was jammed with his things.
Pushing the pile that I had in front of me back into the closet, I decided that I was going to come back after the bistro closed in the afternoon and finally go through it all. I wasn’t sure what was in there – I doubted that my father even knew what was all in there – but the things he left behind were all I had left of him. That and all of the memories that I would cherish forever were what was left of my dad, and it just didn’t seem like enough. The bistro was a part of both of us, and when I started down the stairs, it was my dad, Johnson, that I thought about.
