The Love Of Money - Episode 133
29-07-25 (07:46)
"Listen," I said, ignoring her question, "I need to leave
soon, so I want to make this quick. Here's the deal.
Helen's staying here while I'm gone, and she's in
charge. As far as you're concerned, if she says jump,
the only thing you need to ask before jumping is how
high? I don't know what she has planned, but you're to
participate."
"This isn't what I signed up for," she said.
"This is exactly what you signed up for," I replied,
staring her down.
We gazed silently at each other, challenging each other
to break. I took a sip of coffee without breaking eye
contact, and then she finally looked away
I didn't know there would be other women," she
muttered.
"Would you have been more comfortable with men?"
"Probably."
I hadn't expected her to answer like that; it gave me
pause, and I wondered how I felt about sharing her
with other men. I considered how would feel sharing
any of the women in my life with another guy. The
thought of a different cock being anywhere' near Erin
immediately set off a visceral reaction. Question
answered, which could be a problem down the road.
When I hired her, Erin pointed out that if she became
serious with another man, we would have to revisit our
relationship. After what happened with Natalie, the
very thought of that twisted my stomach.
Helen was a tricky situation. As far as I knew, was the
only man she had slept with in the last two weeks
except maybe her husband. For some reason, the
thought of Roger and her together didn't summon the
green-eyed monster like with Erin, but I hated injecting
anyone else into the equation.
So, I clearly wasn't into the idea of sharing Erin or
Helen with other men. What about Danni?
I immediately hated the thought of her being with
anyone else, but unlike the other two, we didn't have
an understanding. As far as I knew, she could find Mr.
Right tomorrow and disappear from my sex life just as
quickly as she appeared. Was there a future for me and
Danni? Did I want that?
As I sipped and navalgazed, the elevator doors in the
living room rolled open and footsteps sounded on the
hardwood floors as someone approached. A moment
later, Erin entered the kitchen with a bright smile and
said, "Chloe's got the car parked out front, bags are
packed, Ray and the Johns are ready, and no paps in
sight
"Paps?" Bobbi asked.
Erin mimed taking a picture as she made a clicking
sound.
"Ah," I said, looking back at Bobbi. "Paparazzi."
"Oh," Bobbi said. "Fuck 'em. One of them ambushed me
yesterday outside of Marduke. I told him to fuck off,
and he wouldn't leave."
"What did you do?" Erin said, a bit of wariness creeping
into her
voice.
"Broke his camera across his nose," Bobbi said, taking
another sip of coffee.
"Hal" Erin said.
I watched Bobbi thoughtfully, realizing this may have
been the closest thing to a normal conversation I'd ever
had with her. True to my natural tendencies, I had to
stop myself from actually feeling some kind of human
connection with this swamp hag of a woman,
reminding myself how loathsome she had treated
everyone we worked with.
"Okay," I said, putting my coffee on the table, "We
need to go."
"Okay" Bobbi said dismissively. "Bye."
"Come here," I said.
Bobbi stared at me for several unnecessarily long
moments, then got up and slowly walked around the
countertop to stand in front of me. The pace she set
was sending a clear message - she was taking her
sweet time and if I didn't like it, then I would have to
do something about it. Sure, I needed to leave soon,
but I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of telling
her to hurry up. She stopped less than a foot away and
looked at me with a dead-eyed expression on her tired
face.
"What?"
I placed a hand on her shoulder and gently turned her
around, facing her away from me. Surprisingly, she
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