- Chapter 8
At dinner, Harrison couldn’t stop kissing Liz. He had missed her just as much as she had missed him. He couldn’t concentrate on his work and finally decided he could work just as well in Australia as he could at home. It wasn’t like he met with many clients anymore. Most of his time was spent running the business end of things.
“So tell me about this guy you’re working with.”
“Well, his name is Ricardo.”
“Ricardo?” Harrison laughed.
“What?”
“He sounds like some Latin singer,” Harrison kept laughing.
Liz could tell Harrison was a little jealous. Ricardo was pretty handsome, in that Latin lover sort of way. But Liz was head over heels in love with Harrison. Plus, Harrison was much more Liz’s type. She liked his talk, dark and handsome thing he had going on.
“He’s been with the company for over five years. A real top player.” Liz continued on, ignoring Harrisons comment.
“So he’s your boss?” Harrison questioned.
“Not really. We are working on the project together. But he is in charge of it.”
“That’s cool. He’s not getting frisky with you is he?”
Liz smiled and tried not to give away the truth. She wasn’t about to tell Harrison that she and Ricardo had kissed. Harrison wouldn’t feel comfortable at all with Liz staying and working alone with him.
“Yeah, he’s cool. I think he’s gay or something,” Liz lied.
“Hmm, I didn’t get a gay vibe from him.”
“Well I don’t know, but certainly keeps to himself.”
Liz and Harrison enjoyed their dinner and when dessert came Harrison couldn’t help but let his hands wander up Liz’s legs.
She froze and looked around as Harrison moved his fingers higher and higher.
“We should go up to my room,” Harrison suggested.
“Yes. I think that would be a great idea.”
Harrison motioned for the check from the waitress and went back to playing with Liz’s thigh. He was happy he had decided to sit next to her instead of across from her. It made playing with her so much easier.
“I’d like to have you for dessert,” Harrison said as he started kissing Liz on the neck.
His fingers rubbing up against her as he moved his lips up and down her neck.
“Mr. Wellington. Mr. Wellington.” A cute young woman came walking swiftly across the restaurant.
Liz looked at her and instantly knew who she must be.
“Yes. Sarah.” Harrison said as he quickly stopped kissing Liz.
“You have a call from the Boston office. They say it’s an emergency.”
“Alright.”
Harrison grabbed the phone from Sarah and walked away from the table to talk.
“Hi, I’m Liz,” Liz said as she stood up to shake the woman’s hand.
“Yes. Oh Yes. I know. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Sarah said as she barely made eye contact with Liz.
“So you came with Harrison? Interesting.” Liz did not think it was interesting.
In fact, Liz was about to totally freak out on Harrison. The only thing keeping her together was the fact that they were in a restaurant.
“Thanks, Sarah. I think it’s handled now.” Harrison said as he handed Sarah the phone back.
“Okay. I’ll see you in the morning. Nice to meet you, Liz.” Sarah said as she turned and headed back out of the restaurant.
Liz just sat there waiting for Harrison to say something. Anything. But he went back to eating dessert and grabbed the bill to pay it.
He turned to Liz and let his hand slip back up her thigh before she stopped it.
“I don’t think so,” Liz said curtly.
“What?”
“Really? What? Are you kidding me?” Liz stood up and was getting ready to leave when Harrison grabbed her arm and pulled her back into her seat.
“She is just filling in for Martha while she spends a couple weeks with her daughter helping with the new baby.”
“Why on earth did you bring her here if you were coming to surprise me?”
Liz could feel the anger as it bellowed up inside of her. She didn’t want to be one of those women who freaked out on her man. But she seriously couldn’t understand why Harrison would need this temporary secretary to come with him to see her.
“I have a lot of work to do and I needed the help. She offered to come.”
“Oh, I bet she did,” Liz said with a smirk.
“Liz, babe. It’s not like that.”
“Whatever, I’m not in the mood anymore. I’m going to get a cab and go back to my hotel.”
“It’s not like you were honest with me. You conveniently forgot to tell me you had a Latin stud as your co-worker.”
“I’m not going to argue with you.” Liz refused to let her anger get out of control. She didn’t want to be a crazy jealous woman and she could feel herself getting overwhelmed with angry.
The last thing she wanted was for Harrison to see her getting angry if he really wasn’t doing anything with his secretary. Liz knew the smart decision would be to leave and cool off, then talk to Harrison tomorrow.