- Chapter 3
“I’m sorry I said no to going to Boston. But I can’t lose my waitressing job.” Liz preemptively commented when she entered Harrison’s office.
“Hi. Liz.” Harrison said as he got up from his desk and made his way over to her.
His eyes were locked onto hers, and Liz instantly knew he did not call her up to his office because he was mad at her.
The sexual tension between them felt like more than Liz could control. She wrapped her arms around Harrison and kissed him. He did not try to resist her. Forcing her back against the door to his office and letting his hands slide to under her ass as he slightly lifted her off the ground.
“Hi.” She said as he had her pinned against the door, and his lips had moved down to her neck.
“I want you to come to Boston with me,” Harrison said between kisses. “I need a new assistant; mine is out on medical leave for a couple months.” Harrison continued to let his lips explore every inch of bare skin on Liz.
“I have to pay my tuition, rent, bills. I can’t.” Liz said as she tried not to succumb totally to Harrison right there in his office.
“I’ll pay those.” He said definitively.
“No.”
“Then what? How can I convince you?” Harrison seemed desperate to have her come with him.
“You can’t. I have to stay here.” Liz thought about what it would look like if she jetted off to Boston with her best friends Dad. “It would be too hard to explain.” She said.
“I’ll hire you as my assistant. Just until Alice gets back. It’s the perfect cover.” Harrison said, sounding proud of himself for thinking of such an ingenious idea.
“A professional relationship?” Liz said as Harrison slowly let her back down to the ground.
“Yes. If that’s what you want. Yes.” Harrison sounded reluctant. But at this point he just wanted her to agree.
“Well maybe, if we could keep it professional,” Liz said as she straightened out her clothes.
Liz didn’t really want to keep the relationship professional, but she didn’t want to seem like she would be willing to do anything Harrison asked if he paid her. She was independent, and she didn’t need him.
“I’ll pay you four thousand for the week,” Harrison said as he walked back to his desk.
What? Liz thought. Wow. Four thousand dollars for one week. Liz didn’t earn that in an entire month of working as a file clerk. She could afford to get an apartment, or pay her tuition. Now she was not going to be able to say no to this offer for sure.
“Um. What about my waitressing job?”
“You can find another one later. If you need one.” Harrison didn’t want Liz to be working so hard. It was ridiculous. It also seemed clear that she was not comfortable with him just handing her money, so he would have to get a little creative.
“The company will pay for your hotel and per diem for your food for the week. I need a lot of help with the new office, and I trust you.”
“Alright. But just for the week. I’ll tell my waitressing job I’m sick or something.” Liz was not about to admit how excited she was at the idea of spending a week with Harrison. She would tell Bella it was just a job, but once they got to Boston they could continue with their affair.
“Deal,” Harrison said with a smile on his face. “Now go get your things. I’ll get a flight scheduled for you this afternoon. I’m heading out shortly.”
“Oh. Wow. Ok, like right now? Uh, Ok then.” Liz hurried off to grab her things from her friend’s house.
The flight to Boston was very short, and Liz was surprised when a man greeted her at the gate holding a sign that had her name on it.
“I’m Liz Cleveland.” She said to the tall man dressed in a dark suit.
“Yes, Ms. Cleveland. I’m Mr. Wellington’s driver. He sent me to pick you up and take you to the hotel.”
The driver quickly took Liz’s bag and walked toward a large black SUV. He opened the door for Liz, and she got in. It was uncomfortable for Liz to sit in the back seat in the quiet of the vehicle. The only time she ever sat in the back seat was when she took a cab somewhere.
“So how long have you been driving for Mr. Wellington?” Liz asked.
“Oh about two years. Since he started putting together his business out here.” The man was polite and glanced at Liz through the review mirror briefly.
“I bet you pick up a lot of women for Mr. Wellington.” Liz joked. But she was partially serious. Liz had heard a lot of stories about all the women Harrison had dated. Many rich socialites, celebrities and such.
“Not lately ma’am. He’s been busy working on his business. Actually been a couple years since I’ve even seen him go on a date.”
“Oh,” Liz said. Really? A couple years was a long time to not go on a date she thought. “Yeah, he’s a pretty tough lawyer I hear,” Liz added, trying to keep the conversation going, so she didn’t have to sit in quiet.
“I’ve heard he’s been called The Terminator because he’s so ruthless.” The driver added.
Liz had heard something similar. She sure thought he was intimidating, well at least a couple of days ago that was what she thought. Right now, she busied her mind with many other thoughts. Much more erotic thoughts.
She wanted to get to her hotel room, and then she planned to call Harrison and invite him to come over. It would be perfect. They could spend the week laying in bed and making love. Taking breaks to eat and drink, and then back to making love.