- 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 for 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.