Chapter Two
Marvin
I’m sitting in my office, looking through some files when my phone rings.
At first, I ignore it. I’m too busy to pay it much mind with all the work I have to finish. I can leave it all to someone else, of course, it’s the reason I have employees, I just need the distraction.
But curiosity gets the better of me. Not that many people have my private line. I reach for my phone, only to freeze when I see the name on the screen.
Emily.
Why is she calling me?
“Emily?” I say, having answered the call without thinking, suddenly too anxious to concentrate on work.
There are only a handful of reasons she would call me now, and I know what I want the reason to be.
“Hi, Marvin,” she answers. “I hope I’m not disturbing you?”
I look down at the files on the desk in front of me, and put them aside with my free hand, then turn around so I can look outside.
“Not at all,” I say decisively. “You can call me anytime. What’s up?”
I almost hold my breath in anticipation, anxiety growing the longer she hesitates. She doesn’t hesitate for long before she blurts out.
“I’m calling to talk about… your offer.”
Fuck!
“My offer? The one that you’ve been rejecting for the last six months?”
I shouldn’t have said that because now she’ll probably regret calling me.
“Maybe this was a mistake?”
I clear my throat, trying not to sound too eager.
“No, Emily it’s not a mistake. You called me for a reason, and I said that I'd help you and that’s exactly what I intend to do. There are no issues about that; nothing’s changed from my side.”
Apparently, everything’s changed from her side, or she wouldn’t be calling me in the first place. I’m not going to rub her nose in it. But it feels like fucking Christmas come early. I can’t believe that she’s going to take me up on my offer!
“Thank you so much for doing this,” she says hesitantly, bringing me out of my thoughts. “I’ve been pushed into a corner here. I don’t have any other choice.”
That would sting if I gave a damn, which I don’t.
“It doesn’t matter, Emily. You could have come to me earlier, but it doesn’t mean that I won’t help you right now. Do your parents know about your current problems?”
“Ah, yes. I did ask, but they’ve been having problems of their own, so I don’t want to bother them with this. I told them I was working something out, that I had options. They won’t worry too much.”
“That’s good if Ben knew I don’t think that he’ll be happy about it.”
I’ve known her dad for a long time, we’ve had our differences and if he knew about my offer. He’ll be far from pleased. That much I do know, but it was a risk that I was willing to take. His friendship with a woman that I’ve wanted for too fucking long.
“I… didn’t mention that I asked you for money to them,” she continues. “I just didn’t want to hurt dad’s pride; you know how he is, don’t you?”
“Good and I know how he is, so it’ll all work out in the end.”
It was too tempting a chance to pass up, at the time. Emily’s so fucking hot with her baby blue eyes and her blonde hair, which comes from her Swedish heritage. And she has grown from her college days and not just in height. She has wide hips that have me wondering what she’s like with the men. Could she ride me all night and before it used to be wrong thinking of her that way? She’s my best friend’s daughter, but as she grew older, I just couldn’t get her out of my mind.
I could have given her the money with no strings attached, as long as she pays it back within a dedicated time frame.
Where’s the fun in that?
Besides, I wouldn’t get the one thing that I desire. The one thing that keeps me up at night.
Her sweet body on top of mine!
I’m just about to hang up, as I start to get a hard-on just thinking about taking her right now. I want to jerk off. This will be the last time before I have the real thing, Emily.
“So when should we…”
“Our trip?” I smirk, fucking happy that she’s not around to see the smile on my face. I’m keeping my voice controlled so that she doesn’t know that I’m fucking happy.
I’m on she’s not there to see the look on my face. “You must be in a great deal of stress from work, I can hear it in your voice. I guess you need the money soon?”
“Like yesterday!” she blurts out, and I feel guilty about thinking about my dick when she’s stressing about her company. I want to go ahead with this, but I need her to know that once I give her the money, it’s not a done deal. She still needs to hold up her side of the bargain.
“Let me work through a few details, and I’ll get back to you.”
“All right,” she says hesitantly. “Thanks, Marvin,” she says sweetly.
The tone gets to me, and I’m quiet for a moment.
“You don’t need to thank me. The pleasure’s all mine.”
“I hope I can say the same,” she answers.
I can hear the embarrassment in her voice, and I close my eyes to picture her blushing face.
“Bye, Emily.”
“Marvin.”
She hangs up, and I put my phone away as I push to my feet.
Time to make plans.
I’m trying to keep my cool as I pack only the necessities.
Fuck it!
I can deal with all that stuff later.
“Roger, I’m out of town for a week. Anything important you know who to direct it to and under no circumstances should you contact me. Unless it’s an emergency.”
He nods, fingers already clicking away on his keyboard. "I'll forward all your appointments for the week, and I can handle anything else until you return."
"Good man," I answer with a nod, already walking away.
I rush as I leave the office. I’m serious when it comes to business, but I have something much different in mind this time. I hurry out to my car, which is in the usual spot.
I take the fastest way home and start to throw things in the case. I’m careful about what I choose because I want Emily to be fully on board. I don’t want her to think that I’m taking advantage of her, even though I am. She hasn’t told Ben. If he knew then that would be it. He’ll understand in the end when it all comes out in the open.
Emily’s not some play thing that I’m taking on a trip.
No, she’s a beautiful swan that I’ve grown to love. Not as my daughter, but as a woman. One that I so fucking desire it hurts.
I’ve tried to forget her. I’ve thought endlessly about the age difference. But it doesn’t matter. Besides, it’s nothing compared to Trump and Melania. I’ve dated and even had a black book. No woman satisfies me. I know it started when she wore that sexy dress when she was graduating and then it opened my eyes to the woman that she’s become.
I know that once we get to Vegas. She’ll see things my way. She may know that she wants me, as much as I want her. But she’s about to find out.