Personal Possessions (40 page)

“Is that why we can’t be
together…is that the big reason why? “

I took a breath to calm
myself down. It was out…the big secret. Bear did hold something
over her head.

Shit Elle, I thought it
was something big. We can deal with that, baby.”

I began rubbing circles on
her back, physically asking her to calm down. Elle never said
anything, she just laid there…staring straight ahead.

“No!”

Elle screamed as she
darted from the bed.

“
I’m not taking any
chances with my kids! No man is worth that…trust me, I found out
the hard way.”

Elle walked to her luggage
and grabbed a pair of jeans and slipped them on.

“Wait…where are you
going?”

She wouldn’t answer me,
she just kept shaking her head.

“Goddammit Elle, at least
tell me where you’re going?”

“I don’t know….for a walk
maybe…. I’ll be back later, just get some sleep.”

Was she serious? Did she
really think I would be able to sleep, knowing that she’s out
walking around in the middle of the night? I laid there for a bit
debating on following her, but then if she caught me, she’d leave
saying I didn’t allow her privacy.

I laid in bed for a while.
I looked at the clock; an hour had passed. I got up and paced the
living room, I went to the kitchen and looked at the clock; half an
hour had passed. Now I was beginning to get worried. What if
something happened? I called down to the front desk.

“Front desk…”

“Yes, this is Mr. McHale
in the penthouse, I have a female guest with me…”

The employee cut me
off.

“Yes…Ms.
Barker-Jackson.”

When the hell had she
spoken with the front desk?

“Yes, ummm…can you tell me
if she’s down there or possibly in the bar area?”

“No sir.”

“No sir what…you can’t
tell me or she’s not there.”

I think I scared him
because my voice was deep and demanding, I was not fucking
around…this was important, but really…did he just say no sir to me
and nothing else…maybe I was going to have to sit on this
board.

“Uh sir…sorry
sir…uh”

“Listen to me, sir…” I
made sure to enunciate the sir, he was wasting valuable time
here.

“Is she down
there?”

“No sir”

“Can you see if she’s in
the bar?”

“I see the bar, sir…she’s
not in there. It’s empty.”

I didn’t even waste time
saying goodbye, I just hung up. My worry was beginning to turn into
apprehension. I didn’t know whether to start calling hospitals or
start walking the streets.

I decided to walk along
the streets. I threw on some sweat pants and a t shirt and jumped
in the elevator as quick as possible. Hitting the lobby, I looked
over at the front desk to memorize the gentlemen who was manning
the phone so that I could be sure he has proper customer service
training…my treat.

I jogged out the front
door and headed towards the coffee house that Sam to Elle to that
morning. I knew that she had been taken down that route so it would
be familiar to her. I pushed myself. I needed to get rid of the
alcohol in my system anyways, I thought as I headed to go find
Elle.

I ended up spotting her
four blocks down walking in front of an all-night café. I stopped
jogging and placed my hands on my knees to catch my breath. Elle
was fine…she was absolutely safe. I figured that I would give her
the time she needed to think as I headed back to the hotel. As I
got out of the elevator, I knew I wanted to grab a glass of water
and head for the shower. I was feeling the hangover start to kick
in and I needed a couple hours of rest. I made the decision that
this weekend, was for nothing other than me and Elle. We were going
to do everything that I had planned to do in these eight days,
together in two.

I grabbed a shower and
laid in bed…and waited for Elle to return…and waited. Six o’clock
rolled around and I heard the front door close. Now that I knew she
was back safely, I was fucking livid.

Elle tried to tiptoe
around the room, until I startled her. I was exhausted from being
up all night long; worried sick. I was hung over and my head was
pounding and I wanted to know where the hell she had been all
night.

“
Where the fuck have you
been?”

“I told you TJ, I was
going for a walk.”

“TJ sweetie, we have to be
in the office at nine. Let’s get you a shower, hun and some food in
you, then you’ll feel good to go.”

“We’re not
going.”

She was not expecting
that, I could see it written all over her face.

“
Trevor…that’s not an
option. I could possibly push it back until later in the evening
but they have to be done…today.”

Obviously, she didn’t
understand when I said we weren’t going, I meant we weren’t going.
Therefore, I showed her that we weren’t going.

I didn’t say a word, I
just picked up my cell and hit the speed dial.

I heard Chris’ groggy
morning voice pick up the phone.

“Morning, yeah I’m sorry
to call so early, Chris, I need a favor. Go into Miss Barker’s
schedule, print out all the appointments that she has set for today
and tomorrow and email them to Sara Montgomery so that she can call
and revise the schedule for next week.

“Sure, no problem, Mr.
McHale. You have a good day.”

“
I appreciate it…thanks
you too.”

“Did you really fucking
just do what I think you just did?”

“
Yep.” I replied, I even
popped the “p” at the end.

I could hear Elle mumbling
underneath her breath as I walked into the bathroom to get a drink
of water. It was driving her crazy that I wouldn’t fight back with
her.

“What the fuck are you
doing!”

Was she really going to
lose her shit on me? I was the one who should be losing his shit,
since she decided to go out all over a strange town during the
middle of the night. I couldn’t contain my anger
anymore.

“
You wanna stay out all
night long, make me fucking worry about you?”

I picked Elle up and
tossed her on the bed, before falling on top of her caging her in
so that she couldn’t escape; she wanted to know what the fuck I was
doing, she was going to hear it. I made sure I got down in her face
so she could hear every word I had to say.

“
You wanna be selfish and
not think of others with the stunts that you pull, Elleny…honey, I
know you’re husband doesn’t give a shit about you, but I do dammit!
When are you going to realize that?”

Elle attempted to push me
away, but I wasn’t going anywhere; my feet were concreted to the
ground.

“
Really….you care so much
for me huh….then who were you out with last night drinking at a bar
with, huh?”

I wasn’t caught off guard
with that, I knew she could smell the smoke along with the liquor
on my breath as well as see me fucking drunk. She kept trying to
push me off of her, so I got up and let her give her dramatic
speech.

“Yeah, you think I’m a
fucking amateur at smelling liquor and perfume on a man….trust me I
live with a professional, Trevor. You didn’t just stumble upon a
naive little girl who sucks up your bullshit as though it was
liquid through a straw. Hmmm, let me guess….”

Elle put her index finger
up to her lips and her eyes up to the ceiling as though she was
actually contemplating thinking; so dramatic.

“…
.Maybe Sara? Hmm,
no….she’s young enough to have a curfew, her momma done ground her
if she steps in one minute after ten. Maybe some chick you picked
up in the bar….oh, even better; the bar downstairs…..that would
make it just fucking perfect. The woman that you supposedly have
been pining over for seventeen years, upstairs dreaming of her
wedding gown and what color flowers she will carry down the aisle
while you pump and prod the “can’t- turn- a -whore –into- a-
housewife” chick…”

Elle made her hand into a
fist and started going up and down with it as though she was
jacking off air. I was laughing at the visions she was giving
me.

“Or…maybe you met up with
Natasha.”

I turned my head quickly,
the laughter had died down inside me with that. I thought to myself
on who or how she would’ve known about Tasha…I knew the answer for
how tonight all got started; Sara.

“Fucking Sara.”

I closed his eyes mentally
ripping that bitch apart and then firing her; of course on a
technicality so that I wouldn’t have to pay her
unemployment.

“Well…why, I think I hit a
sore spot with that one.”

It wasn’t a sore spot. I
just wanted to tell Elle about Tasha in my own time, Sara took that
option away from me. Grabbing her things, Elle started to head to
the bathroom,

“What the fuck did she say
to you?”

Her eyes looked back at me
disappointed and brokenhearted. I was so confused and pissed off
and sick to death of feeling these same fucking emotions almost
every day.

“She said enough….oh and
by the way, the seat for the next in line to have a nice royal
fucking from you already has been acquired. So make sure you spout
off all that bullshit you’ve been spouting off to me; she will
definitely lick it up!”

I couldn’t take one more
word from her fucking mouth. I had tried being nice TJ…he wasn’t
cutting it. It was time to bring Trevor to the party. She wanted to
fuck with me, that was fine…I would fuck right back. I was on her
in three seconds flat. I got up behind her and pushed her against
the wall.

I allowed her to have her
own thoughts and feelings, she was having that. I would show her
what she wanted…I could read it all over her. Elle loved me, she
just didn’t want to admit it, because this was a tit for tat game
to her and any day now, I would pack my shit and walk out that
door…the way she did to me seventeen years ago.

This wasn’t a game to me…I
didn’t know how to make her understand that. Tonight, she would
never question it again.

I laid my body up against
her. My cock was already hard. I made sure she could feel it. I ran
my hand down her back until I felt the middle of her bra…no clasp;
fuck…shit couldn’t be easy.

“
Where the fuck is the
clasp?”

I could hear my own voice
shaking. I was wound tight, but I was holding back. I wanted to
fuck her hard, so hard she wouldn’t remember anyone else but Trevor
McHale.

Fuck it. I reached around
with both hand and ripped it on the side. I would take her and buy
a new one.

“It’s in the
front.”

I ran my hands over her
breasts, feeling her nipples get hard under my touch. I thrust my
hips forward just as I pinched them; I heard Elle gasp. Her head
went forward unto the wall where she rested against it. She was
loving this. I leaned down beside her ear.

“
I thought maybe since I
was tired from being up all night long, worrying over you and
having a pretty shitty hangover, I’d make love to you nice and easy
this morning, maybe work off the rest of the alcohol that was left
in my system after pacing the floor, but I see you had a different
plan in mind.”

I ran my hand down her
back until I reached her ass cheek. Elle’s curves were
mouthwatering. Her smooth skin bubbled out into one fine ass. I
gave it a quick, gentle slap; one that got her attention but also
kept her on her toes.

“
Ouch!”

“
Now this is how this is
gonna work. You get a choice…either I’m gonna fuck you like this,
until you realize that I’m not that fuckin prick husband of yours
and you blow your load all over me, just like you did the other
mornin or… I’m gonna fuck you like this until you realize that my
feelings for you are bigger than the both of us and you stop
denying it. You’re also gonna stop thinkin that there is someone
else that will be takin your place, because there never was and
there never will be any other…”

I rolled my hips over her
ass so that she could feel what I had in store for her.

“
Obviously though, my
words can’t scream that loud enough for you, so maybe my cock will.
At least, loud enough for you to believe. Now what’s it gonna be,
Elle?”

Nothing came out of Elle’s
mouth; she made the choice to play this game.

“I’m waiting for your
answer, Elleny.” I repeated rolling my cock against her
ass.

“
Oh I see….now all the
sudden when I want you to open your mouth you wanna be tight
lipped, huh….well since you wanna play this game that way, how bout
I take away your choices and just fuck you. That sound good to
you…I’ll take that as a yes”.

I lowered my face down to
her neck and rubbed my nose up against her, breathing her scent
in.

“
You’re smell is an
aphrodisiac to me.”