Liz didn’t know how to react to that. She wanted to keep pushing him. Liz wanted to entice him to spend the night with her, but from the tone of his voice it was apparent he had much better will power than she did.
“Ok, then Mr. Wellington,” Liz said in the sexiest voice she could gather. “I guess I’ll just have to sleep naked in the bed all alone.”
“Alright. See you in the morning.” Harrison had said before he hung up.
The next morning Harrison continued his streak of excellent self-control. It quickly became apparent to Liz that he needed to get work done this week, and she was going to have to stop with the flirting.
Every time she attempted to be seductive, Harrison made some request for a document to be copied, or something to be faxed. Soon Liz felt like it was a regular job, and she was in fact working for the great Mr. Wellington again. He had set up a professional wall that she just could not break down.
Tuesday, Wednesday and even Thursday Liz tried to pull Harrison back into his lust for her. She wasn’t quite sure if the feelings were totally gone or if he was just utterly caught up in his work. Perhaps this is what his ex-wife felt like? Liz thought she could certainly see why a woman would not know where she stood with a man like Harrison.
Finally on Friday Liz decided to invite Bella out to Boston for the weekend. They still had a little bit of work to do, but certainly she could spend some time having fun.
“Hey, I hope you don’t mind. I invited Bella to come stay with me at the hotel this weekend.” Liz said to Harrison just before lunch was delivered Friday afternoon.
“Well, I hope you guys have fun. But I like Bella to stay with me when she is in town,” Harrison said without even looking up.
“Ok. I’ll tell her.”
What was going on? Liz could not figure this out. Last weekend the two of them were naked in bed together and all this week he was practically too busy to even look at her. Liz decided it was about time to pull out all the stops.
When lunch arrived, she pulled up her skirt and made it into a miniskirt. She unbuttoned the top three buttons of her blouse and walked into Harrison’s office. She made her way around to his side of the desk.
“Your lunch is here,” Liz said as she sat his salad on his desk.
But Liz was not about to stop there. She slid up onto the desk and sat right next to him. Harrison couldn’t help but look up from his papers. There it was that glimmer of lust that Liz had wanted to see again so desperately.
“Mmmm yes, I’m starving,” Harrison said. Then he reached for his salad and opened the box.
Liz was not about to give up that easily. She slid over, so she was sitting right in front of Harrison. She put one leg on either side of his large executive office chair. Harrison wanted her; she could see it in his eyes. The lust. The desire. It was there.
“How is your lunch?” Liz asked.
Harrison had to adjust himself in the chair as his body started to react to seeing Liz sitting on his desk. He wanted to throw that damn salad across the room. Hike up her skirt and start eating her for lunch, he wanted to taste her. Harrison wanted Liz desperately. He wanted to feel her skin against his body. Her lips on his. Harrison just wanted to make it through this project though. As soon as Liz was not his assistant anymore, then he would give into his desire for her again. For right now, he would have to resist.
“My lunch is excellent. Thanks so much for getting this.” Harrison said as he stood up and moved over to the table on the other side of the room.
Well, that was it Liz thought. She had done everything she could do. He must be over her. There is no way he would have resisted that obvious attempt for his affection if he still wanted her. Liz realized she might be having way more feelings about Harrison than he was having about her.
She made it through the day and resigned herself to moving on without him. There was a small amount of anger though. Particularly because she couldn’t figure out what had changed his mind. Harrison had not given her even the simplest of clues as to why he was no longer interested.
Chapter 5
“Come on Dad! I told Liz we would be to the hotel like 20 minutes ago.” Bella had just arrived at her Father’s place in Boston and was starving. They had made plans to eat together all three of them, and then Bella and Liz had big plans to hit some Harvard parties.
As Bella and Harrison arrived at the hotel, they quickly found a spot in the downstairs restaurant. Bella sent a text message to Liz to come down.
When Liz walked into the restaurant, every man without a wedding ring turned to look at her. She was dressed in a slinky black dress with a back cut so low it barely skimmed the top of her ass. Liz walked slowly and deliberately through the restaurant. Soaking in all the men’s eyes on her as she walked to the table where Bella and Harrison sat.
“Wow, girl. A plus dress for sure. Smokin hot.” Bella said as she jumped up and hugged Liz.
Harrison sat on the other side of the embrace with his face exactly four inches away from that bare back that every man in the restaurant was lusting after. It was the sexiest dress he had seen in a very long time. And it was entirely inappropriate for a girl going out to bars in Boston!
“Do you think you should wear something like that around here?” Harrison said as Liz sat down.
“Oh, Daddy. Stop. She looks hot.” Bella chimed in.
“Well I don’t have a boyfriend you know, and these Harvard boys seem like good guys,” Liz said as she tried to keep herself from totally losing it.
Who did he think he was? Trying to tell her what she should and should not wear. He obviously wasn’t interested in her. Why would he care if she dressed to impress? What a jerk.
“I think it sends the wrong signal to guys,” Harrison said as he tried to avoid eye contact with Liz.
“Oh, yea. What signal does it send?” Liz said as she started to get extremely annoyed.
“You know.” Harrison wasn’t about to get pulled into an argument. Liz knew the dress was just begging for a guy to screw her. How could she not know that is what guys would would think if she went out in a dress like that?
“Oh, you know what? No, I don’t know. Why don’t you tell me what signal it sends?” Liz was getting angry, and Bella could tell.
“Well, I think it looks great Liz, how about we skip dinner and just head out?” Bella knew her father wouldn’t back down from trying to get Liz to change. He always did the same kind of stuff to her.
“Yeah, I’m not hungry anyway.” Liz said as she stood up with her back facing the table. “Mr. Wellington, it was great working with you this week. I hope you enjoy your weekend.” Liz said formally as she started to walk away.
Harrison knew Liz was angry with him, but he just had to get this project finished here in Boston before he could even go there with Liz again. It was too important to get his work done. She would just have to understand.
The two girls were ready to have fun and enjoy their night. Liz was excited the cut on her face had finally healed enough to be covered by makeup. Bella was excited that Liz was actually drinking and having fun. Most of the time, when they went out together Liz was always the responsible one, and Bella was the one having fun. Since all the parties were within walking distance to the hotel, they could both party the night away tonight.
What Bella didn’t know was that Liz was extremely hurt by Harrison ignoring her all week. How could he turn so cold toward her after being so intently into her just last week? Maybe he just used her because he wanted to have sex or something? Liz had made a plan to drink herself into a stupor so she could forget all about Harrison that night.
Her plan actually started to work very well. Especially after Liz and Bella ran into a couple of handsome Harvard graduate students. They continued to buy the girls drinks and told them the most horrible jokes in the world. Bella laughed at them like she understood what the guys were trying to say. Liz tried to explain some of her own terrible jokes. It night filled with fun and made fo
r a pretty great time.
As the night started to draw to an end, Bella knew she would have to get back to her Father’s house before two in the morning. Although he never officially waited up for her when she went out, he always set his alarm for two in the morning to check that she got home safely.
“Liz, we better get going. I have to get back to my Father’s in like twenty minutes.” Bella said as she started gathering her things from the random bar they had all been socializing at.
“Go ahead. I’ll get this big strong man to get me home.” Liz said in a slightly slurred voice.
The Harvard graduate student, Henry, seemed pretty upstanding, so Bella decided she would have to trust that he would take Liz back to the hotel room. The last time Bella was late getting back to her father’s house he severely cut the money he made available to her for like six months. Even though Bella lived in the dorms now, her Father still expected her home at a decent hour on the nights she stayed with him.
Chapter 6
Bella arrived at her father’s house at just a little before two in the morning. She felt pretty proud of herself for being there on time and not making her father worry. Her father was waiting up for her in the living room and working on something for work.
“How was your night?” Harrison said to Bella only briefly looking up from his project.
“It was great. We met some cute guys who are Harvard graduate students. Totally top notch keepers.” Bella said as she walked into her room.
“Did Elizabeth get back to her hotel room safely?” Harrison said loudly so Bella could hear from her room.
“I left her in the capable hands of Henry. He’s handsome as hell and a law school graduate student; I’m sure he will take great care of her.” Bella said as she poked her head out from her bedroom.
Harrison did not like the sound of this. The girls had just met these guys that night. There was no way to tell if they were who they said they were. This dude probably wasn’t even a Harvard student. Any guy could put on a Harvard t-shirt and say they went to the school.
“So you left Liz with this guy?” Harrison said as he walked into Bella’s room.
“Yes, Daddy. He’s a nice guy. She’ll have fun with him. Maybe even run off and marry the guy. Totally a good catch.” Bella seemed not to notice the high level of anxiety and worry that had come over Harrison by this point.
“How do you know he’s going to get her back to her room safely?” Harrison asked.
“I’m sure she is fine. She’s a responsible adult.”
“Alright. Well, maybe I’ll ask the hotel to go check on her and make sure she got in safe.”
“Yes, Daddy. Why don’t you do that? I’m going to sleep now.” Bella said as she started to fall asleep instantly after her head hit the pillow.
Harrison looked up the number to the hotel and first tried to call Liz’s room directly. There was no answer.
Then he called the front desk and asked for them to go check on her. They were reluctant but finally agreed to send someone to knock on the door. There was no answer.
Harrison wanted to drive over there and sit in her room and wait for her. He wanted to apologize for dismissing her advances earlier in the week. He certainly didn’t want Liz taking this guy back to her room out of spite because Harrison had made her feel bad.
He decided to go over to the hotel and just poke around and see if he could find Liz and this guy. Just to make sure she was alright, or so he told himself as he left his apartment and headed into town.
After arriving at the hotel, Harrison looked through the downstairs lobby area and each of the lounge bars, there was no sign of Liz anywhere. He decided to head up to the room and see if she had arrived.
The hotel elevator door opened, and Harrison walked down the long hallway of the fifth floor to where Liz’s room was at the very end. There was a curve at the end of the hall so he couldn’t see her door, but when he was about twenty feet away he heard voices. Sure enough, just as he got there, Liz and her Harvard guy were arriving at her door.
Liz kept him outside of her room and tried to say goodnight. Harrison couldn’t hear exactly what they were talking about, but Liz seemed to be pretty friendly with the guy.
The Harvard guy was leaning up against the door frame with one arm to support himself as he leaned down to kiss Liz. He was a good looking guy, probably a bit taller than Harrison. He looked like a rugby player with a fair amount of muscles and Harrison did not like the way Liz looked at him. She liked this guy, at least for a moment.
Harrison backed away from the corner so Liz and her guy would not see him there. He hoped that Liz would not let this guy into her room, because at that point Harrison knew there was nothing else he could do about the situation. He waited patiently for a few moments and then looked around the corner to see what was going on.
The Harvard guy and Liz were in the midst of a pretty heavy make out session. Liz had her arms wrapped around his neck, and he was pretty aggressively kissing her. Harrison was about to leave in defeat, but something would not allow him.
He wanted to be the guy that Liz was making out with. Harrison stayed in the hallway and looked at the two of them making out. Henry let his hands pull her dress down a little, and her breasts were exposed. Soon Henry had his lips down on her nipple, and he was using his other hand to slide her dress up higher.
Harrison couldn’t take it any longer. How could he just stand here and watch this? Either he would have to stop it or he should leave. But Harrison couldn’t decide what to do. Desperately he wanted to rush over there and stop this craziness from happening, but he suspected that would not look good on him. Liz would wonder why he was there, why he had been spying on her. Harrison decided the best thing for him to do would be just to leave.
He started to make his way down the hall when he heard Liz yell out.
“No!” Liz said.
Harrison hurried back and looked around the corner. Henry was trying to push his way into the hotel room, but Liz would not let him. As much as she had enjoyed her night out with Henry, she no longer wanted to be around him. He was pushy, and it didn’t seem like he cared at all about Liz. She was starting to think he would have asked pretty much any girl back to their place so he could get into their pants.
“Ok, now. I really need to get to bed.” Liz was talking louder than she had been because Harrison could hear her.
“Come on babe. Let me come in for a minute.” The Harvard guy suggested.
Liz tried to be nice. She gave him one last kiss then turned to put her key into the door.
“It was nice meeting you. Call me tomorrow.” Liz said.
As she put her key in the door, the Harvard guy flipped her around and pushed her up against the door jam. He seemed to be pretty aggressive, and Harrison wasn’t about to leave with this guy acting like a jerk.
“No more Henry. I need to go.” Liz said firmly as she attempted to push the drunk Harvard student off of her.
“Oh don’t be a bitch,” Henry said to Liz
“Really? Really? Go now.” Liz pushed him.
“Oh come on baby. You know you wouldn’t have invited me up here if you didn’t want a piece of this.”
Harrison couldn’t take it another second. He was about to step in.
“You need to leave now or I’ll call the police,” Liz said firmly.
With that statement, Henry gave up his attempt to get into Liz’s hotel room. Harrison hurried down the hall to the ice machine area and waited for Henry to get on the elevator before returning to Liz’s hotel room and knocking on the door.
Chapter 7
Liz tried to ignore the knock at first. She thought Henry just didn’t get the clue. But when Harrison knocked again, Liz jumped up. She was about the open the door and start yelling at Henry, but when she opened the door it was Harrison standing there.
“Oh.” She said as she opened the door.
“Yeah,” Harrison said. He didn’t really know why he had knock
ed on the door. He knew Liz was safe. He knew she would be fine alone in her room. But he had still knocked on the door.
Instantly Liz wrapped her arms around Harrison and started kissing him. She had been thinking about him all night long. She had been drinking a lot also. She wished that Henry had been Harrison. It wasn’t until she was at her hotel room door that she realized she didn’t even want to talk to Henry at all. She wanted Harrison. She was mad at him for blowing her off, and she just wanted him badly.
Liz stopped kissing him.
“Wait, why are you here?” Liz asked.
“I wanted to make sure you got home safely from your night out.” He said as he started to walk into her hotel room.
Liz stopped him. She wasn’t about to let him into her room until she figured out what was going on. He had dismissed her totally all week long, and now he was here at her hotel room.
“You could have called.”
“I tried. There was no answer.”
“Why did you blow me off all week?” Liz couldn’t help but get right to the point that had her so concerned.
“I didn’t want you to think I only invited you here to sleep with you. I really did need an assistant.” Harrison said as he stepped back away from the hotel room door a little bit.
“Well, it is probably for the best. I mean if Bella ever found out she would go crazy!”
“Can I come in?” Harrison just wanted to sit down and talk for a little bit.
“No. It’s probably better if we are not alone around beds” Liz smiled.
“Yeah, especially since you’ve been out drinking all night.” Harrison started to walk away. “Well, I’m glad you are safe. I’ll head back to my place.”
“No.” Liz didn’t know why she had blurted that out. She didn’t want to let him in her room because she knew for sure she would be unable to control herself around him. But she also did not want him to leave.
“No?” Harrison smiled a sly smile that Liz knew what he was thinking.
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