- Chapter 3
Liz worked hard to avoid eye contact with Harrison every day at work. She committed herself to her job and being an excellent assistant, but she would not give in because of the promise to Bella to stay away from Harrison sexually.
Harrison wanted Liz to give into her desire for him. He knew she wanted him and knew it was taking all of her will power to avoid him. On a daily basis, Harrison tried to flirt with Liz and convince her they could continue their relationship without Bella finding out.
“Bella will get over it. She was just being dramatic.” Harrison said one Friday afternoon.
Liz wanted to believe that Bella could get over it and be alright with Harrison and Liz being together, but she was not willing to risk it. Bella had remained friends with Liz over the last several weeks, and although they were both really busy they were back to their normal friendship. Liz worked all the time; Bella spent her time hanging out with friends. They tried to hang out at least once each weekend.
“I’m not going to risk it Harrison. It’s going to have to just be a professional relationship for now.” Liz said.
Liz continued to work at the law firm and even a few hours at her old job as a waitress. She was committed to ensuring that she had enough money to feel secure, although Harrison had paid off her college, and she was getting paid plenty while working as his assistant. Liz just never really felt secure financially. She did not have a family or anyone else she could count on so she continued to work as hard as she could.
After work on Friday Liz and Bella decided to get together with their friends and go to a dance club. Both girls were single, so they enjoyed hanging out together. Bella wanted to fix Liz up with guys she knew, but Liz always turned down the offer because she was so busy with work and school. Or at least that is what she told Bella.
The truth was that Liz wanted to be with Harrison. She secretly hoped that Bella would magically agree to them being together. It was really difficult for Liz to keep saying no to Harrison. At work, he pulled out all the stops to be adorable, sexy, and just plain irresistible.
On this particular Friday, the girls went to Essence dance club and tried to have a good time. Liz spent her night pretending to have fun while she watched Bella having fun, until Bella finally dragged her out to the dance floor.
“Liz come on. You have to get out here and dance!” Bella screamed as she came off the dance floor for a brief moment.
“I’m so tired Bella. You go have fun.” Liz wanted to rest, she really was tired. Actually exhausted was a better word for how she felt on most nights. Dancing also scared her to death, especially if she did not have a large amount of alcohol in her first.
Liz would have stayed home that night, but she really wanted to build her relationship with Bella back up since they had been getting along good for the last couple of weeks. It might take going out and partying more than Liz liked to, but she was willing to do it in order to keep her friendship.
“You need to let loose. Party. Have fun.” Bella said as she danced around Liz with delight and more than enough alcohol in her system to be having a great time.
Finally, Bella pulled Liz onto the dance floor and forced her into a night full of dancing. It felt good to get some stress out, and Liz couldn’t help but enjoy herself as the two girls started dancing with everyone on the dance floor. They also kept drinking more and more alcohol as the night went on.
Boys and Men alike were all interested in dancing with the two girls, and Liz kept drinking and drinking until she felt comfortable dancing with them. The night quickly turned into a blur.
Liz did not usually party as much as Bella, in fact; Liz couldn’t hold her liquor very well at all. Soon the room was spinning, and Liz needed to sit down.
“I’m good. You go dance. I just need a break.” Liz assured Bella.
The alcohol had taken control of Liz, and she sat there contemplating her life, when a sudden urge came over her to call Harrison. In a normal state of mind, Liz could have combated this urge with some reasoning, but she had no reasoning at this point.
“Liz? Is everything ok?” Harrison answered.
It was almost 2 o’clock in the morning. Certainly not a usual time for Liz to be calling Harrison, in fact, it was odd for her to call him at all.
“I miss your hands on my body.” Liz blurted out over the loud club music.
“Oh really?” Harrison said as he lay back down in his bed. Realizing that this was not an urgent call at all, simply a drunk dial.
Harrison happily played along with this though. He wanted to be with Liz ever since they returned from Boston, but she kept insisting that it would be a bad thing. Perhaps this would be the perfect opportunity to convince her to forgo her plan to stay away from him.
“Yes. I want your hands on my body right now.” Liz said.
She could still feel what his hands felt like on her body. Every night when she closed her eyes she wanted him next to her in bed. It killed her to continue to deny her feelings for him.
“Come here. I could have my hands on your body within the hour.” Harrison offered.
“Oh, I want to. I want to be in bed with you right now.” Liz did want that. She desperately wanted to leave the club and go straight over to his house.
“Yes. I want my lips on every inch of your naked body.” Harrison said as he closed his eyes and remembered how delicious Liz tasted.
His cock got hard just thinking about Liz. Harrison wanted her to come over. He wanted to lay her on his bed and watch her orgasm over and over again. He let his hand slide down to stroke his cock as he thought about Liz.
“I should come over there right now. I want you so bad.” Liz said as she noticed Bella making her way toward her and then quickly hung up the phone.
“Who was that?” Bella asked.
“Oh, just a girl from work,” Liz said.
“Oh, you seemed to be smiling a lot for a girl from work. Are you sure it wasn’t a boy you are flirting with?” Bella joked as she grabbed Liz and dragged her back out to the dance floor.
Harrison tried to call Liz back, but the call went to voicemail. He decided to leave her a message and then went back to bed. At first he thought Liz might actually show up to his house. But she had a key and could get in if she decided to do that. She would probably not even remember calling him in the morning, she had been really drunk he thought.