Claire
I had to get out of there before I did something that I was going to regret. Not only was Rick my boss, but he was the kind of guy that I had to stay away from. He was a heartbreaker and I didn’t even want to go down that route again. Maybe I had gone a little too different with my sister’s dress. She had been right about what it would do to Rick. As soon as I saw the way Rick looked at me, I knew that I had him right where I wanted him. But then I wasn’t able to deal with how turned on he was.
My hands were actually shaking when I got into the cab and my lips tingled from his where he had kissed me. It was like nothing I had ever felt before and I was sure if all kissing felt like that, I wouldn’t have waited so long for it. Was it only with Rick that I would feel this way? It didn’t make sense to be so drawn to a man that I knew was so bad for me.
The problem was what Rick made me think of. I wanted to know what his mouth felt like on me and what would be after that. His hands were so large and roughened. Everything about him was so manly that I wanted more. I wanted more of his arms around me so close, but I knew that it wasn’t meant to be. I had to forget about my boss and it was no easier to do when he wasn’t around.
I paid the cab driver for the ride and looked up at the hotel with a little apprehension. I knew that I was going to be sleeping right next door to Rick and I didn’t like the idea of it at all. This dress, this night, everything that had happened in the last couple of hours had complicated everything. I wanted to go upstairs and forget that any of this was happening at all.
The guy in the elevator smiled at me and I smiled back, but I was thinking of what the weekend was going to bring. This was Prague and I should have been ecstatic to be here. The place was beautiful and I would learn a lot from the conferences, but I wouldn’t have come if I would have known that it was going to bring up a host of such confusing emotions. It was just hard to cope with it all.
I went back to my room and locked the door. I didn’t think someone was going to come in or anything like that, but it made me feel safer in such a strange place. I should have waited for Rick. That was a mistake and I hoped that he didn’t take it the wrong way.
Not wanting to think about any of it, I turned my phone on with some music and started a bath. I poured all of the free shampoo into the bath and made it start to bubble up. I didn’t know anything that a bubble bath couldn’t fix and I needed some relaxation.
Just getting in it, the water was finally off and all I could hear was the low jazz playing from my phone. It was a few seconds of bliss before I heard a loud knock at the door that startled me and made me jump a little bit. I was about to ask who it was when I heard Rick’s voice on the other side.
My body just kind of stopped moving and I even breathed a little slower like he could somehow hear me from the hallway. I knew he couldn’t, but I was desperately afraid that he would. I couldn’t bear to see him, I really couldn’t. I knew what he was going to want and I didn’t have the energy to deny him again. It was hard enough walking away last time. If that cab wouldn’t have been driving past, I don’t think I would be here now.
I shuddered to think about what would have happened and how awkward it would have been when we got back to the states. It was easy to see that I would have been head over heels in love with Rick and he would just kick me to the curb like he did all of his other flings. The man had quite a reputation that everyone in the office liked to talk about.
This is what I reminded myself when I heard him say my name again. No matter how much I wanted to open the door, I knew that it was only going to end in heartbreak for me, something I wasn’t too excited to feel.
“Come on Claire I know you are in there. This has gotten out of hand and I think we should talk about it.”
There was silence for the longest time and I almost thought he had left, but then I heard his knuckles on the door again and I realized that he just wasn’t giving up. The man was refusing to give up and I didn’t know what to do. What if he went downstairs and got a key from the front desk? He had paid for the room after all, so it didn’t seem that farfetched that they would give it to him. What if he already had one?
My eyes went to the front door that I could see from the opened bathroom door. I stared at it like it was suddenly going to burst open and I almost wanted it to do that so I would finally be faced with it all. I wanted to get it out in the open, even though I was scared to death of what that would bring. I felt many feelings when I was around my boss, but most of those feelings were of fear. I feared what Rick made me want to do more than anything else. It was things that I knew were wrong, but I still wanted to do them.
“I am going to be right next door if you want to talk Claire. It would be better if we talked this out instead of ignoring what happened.”
It certainly wasn’t going to be better if I went to the door, because I knew in the end that we wouldn’t end up talking. I would end up giving into whatever he wanted and by the look that he had given me, I knew exactly what it was going to be. I knew what Rick wanted and that I did as well is what scared me. The only thing more terrifying than that was the fact that I wanted to finally be with a man in that way. Not just any man, Rick. It was something that I didn’t want to want and I don’t think even if I tried to, I would be able to change it. I was drawn to the man, there was no other way around it.
So instead of saying anything or making it known that I even heard him at all, I stayed as still as I could in the tub. He wouldn’t have heard me moving around, but I was still waiting and wanting to hear more. When after what seemed like hours, I heard his footsteps walking the short distance to his room and the door shutting behind him, I was finally able to breathe.
Only then did I realize that I was holding my breath. I felt silly, but there was really nothing I could do about it. My only saving grace was that at least he couldn’t see what it was he was doing to me.
I closed my eyes and thought about the kiss that had numbed out my lips and started all of the thoughts spiraling out of control in my head. My fingers moved to my lips and I felt the softness of my own skin. He had felt so good and the way he had touched me ever so softly was something that I would never forget, no matter how badly that I wanted to.
Touching myself on my neck and shoulders, I wanted to believe that they were his hands and his fingertips running along my skin. By the end of the bath, I was turned on to no end and my nipples were rock hard when I got out.
Looking at the large mirror that took up one whole side of the bathroom wall, I could see that my eyes were actually sparkling. My wet, blonde hair stuck to my sides, but I couldn’t hide how hard my nipples were or how much I wanted to see Rick. What if I just went over there right now, with just this towel on? I had to wonder what it was that he would do. Would he send me away or send me to another level of pleasure that his eyes seemed to silently promise?
I giggled at the thought and shook my head. I wasn’t going to do anything of the sort, even if I wanted to. There was no way that I would come back from that.
Instead I went to sleep and tried my best to forget it all. I had to keep it together because we still had the weekend to spend together. It was clear that Rick wasn’t going to be good, but one of us had to be responsible and like always, it was going to be me.
***
The next morning, it was hard to really look at him. He came by to pick me up for breakfast, something that we had talked about doing beforehand. But that was before he kissed me and everything took a turn for the worst.
“Good morning Claire.”
“Morning boss.” I was about to ask him how he slept, but I really didn’t think that I wanted the answer for that. I had a feeling that he slept about as good as I did and that is not very good at all. I had been up all night, thinking about what he was doing on the other side of the wall.
I was convinced that I should have opened the door and just found out what happened, but in the light of day, I am glad that I didn’t. I didn’t want to be the girl that slept her way to the top, even though essentially I really wanted to.
“So how was your first evening here? I tried to tell you good night, but I don’t know if you were in here or not.”
I didn’t say one way or another if I was. I started to talk about how pretty Prague was. Glad that he wasn’t bringing up the kiss or the late night knocking, I was hoping that we could put this all behind us. We really needed to if we were going to continue working together.
Asking what the plan was for the day, I was a little surprised how full our day was going to be. For a prize, this trip seemed to have a lot of work involved. After breakfast we had to go to a couple of conferences and then there were speakers that we planned to see. I didn’t think there was going to be much time for anything else and after thinking about it for a minute, I was actually glad for that. At least now I would be able to keep my mind off of the mistakes that I had almost made.
“Where did you go?”
“Huh?”
“You, you were talking one minute and staring off in the distance the next.”
I apologized, embarrassed to no end that he had noticed. I didn’t want him to see how he affected me, so I just blamed it on jetlag and anything else that I could think of. The last thing that I needed was for him to know how hot and bothered he had made me. It was hard to deny, but I was going to have to, scared that I would regret giving him more kind of power over me.
“Well don’t get too stressed out while you are here. This is supposed to be fun.”
I agreed, but I didn’t feel like I was having much fun. I was going to be around him all of the time for the next couple of days and I still wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to deal with that or not. I really just wanted to leave Prague behind. Nothing good was going to come from my time in Prague, I was sure of it. If I wasn’t careful, I could make the worst mistake of my life.