“Please, Miss. Blanc.”Sophia rubbed the goosebumps on her skin as she considered his offer. After a while she nodded, it was much better than walking home anyway. The man hurriedly moved to hold the door open for her.“Thank you,” she said with a smile, sliding in.Once he was behind the wheel again he gunned the engine and started toward her home. Sophia settled back against the seat grateful for the warmth. Her legs ached a bit from walking too fast on heels so she took the heels off and flexed her toes. When she opened her eyes she found curious looking at her in the rear view mirror, eyes that looked away quickly.“I never got your name,” she said to the driver as he focused on the road once more.“Alfie, ma’am.”“Thank you very much, Alfie. If you hadn’t come to my rescue I would be walking until the break of dawn.”“My pleasure, Miss Blanc.” There was an awkward silence as he drove, he kept glancing at her as though he had something he wanted to say. After a while, he glanced a
Sophia slumped in her seat cradling her head in her hands. “I’m not catching feelings I swear…I just… do you know I left his house by 3 this morning, even before he woke up?” Rosa eyed her curiously. “Sounds like you are scared. Are you scared of him or yourself?” “Both?” she responded. “Actually yesterday was…intense,” she laughed. Rosa was suppressing a smile. When Sophia caught the look on her face she pursed her lips together to keep from laughing out loud. Sophia gave her a droll look. “What’s that look on your face?” she demanded. Rosa raised her hands in defeat. “It sounds like he fucked you so good your brain is having trouble functioning,” she laughed. “Nothing has to be complicated you know. You both are adults and you should have a talk and know where this leads.” “But…” “Nah uh, Sophia, any buts you come up with right now are just your fears. I think you should just breathe and wait to see what happens. Matt is a guy that goes after what he wants and you know that.”
She gripped the edge of the sink tightly until her knuckles paled. Then she took one breath, then another. Finally, she spoke.“What do you want from me Matt Wolffe?” she asked. “You wanted me, you’ve had me. What else do you want?”His voice was low and deep when he responded. “I want more.”She dared to look back. He was so tall and huge that his presence dwarfed her already small kitchen. The fast-falling night added that air of danger that could never escape him. If she wasn’t so nervous she would be creaming her panties right now for him. But she wanted to know. She wanted to know what he meant and what that meant for her. The chase, the art viewing was just a façade and they both knew it. Maybe that was why it scared her; the fact that chase or not she would have gone into his bed without a second thought. He wanted more, that should be enough for her but it wasn’t because she still was not sure about her own desires.“Don’t you want that too?” he asked.She started to say yes t
She smiled as the realization of her power over him settled. She could hear his heart thumping strong against the fabric of his shirt It had taken him much effort to remember what he had asked her. Her first reaction was to try to avoid answering but there was no use now. She wanted him, he wanted her but first, they needed rules. She needed some assurance that she wouldn’t lose herself in this dangerous game she was about to play. So leaning back to look at him she bit the corner of her lip. “I want you,” she said firmly. “But…” Matt groaned in his throat. It was difficult enough for him to hear her say those words and not rip her clothes off like a savage, what else did she have to say? Sophia pushed away from him and crossed her arms as she leaned back against the closed fridge. “I have just one rule. No strings attached. No feelings involved.” He would have laughed if she didn’t have that serious look on her face. “There is nothing to be worried about in that department,” he s
There was a strange gloom that fell like a heavy curtain over the hospital on Wednesday morning. As soon as Sophia walked in with another coworker she met halfway on her walk for her shift, she immediately noticed Stella and Rosa talking to the lady in the storage room. Stella was the one who caught sight of her first and she waved her over.“What is going on?” she asked as soon as she joined them.Other workers were talking in the main hall which was unusual because St. Peter’s workers barely had time to loiter and chat when they were so short-staffed.“I suppose you didn’t get the email then,” Rosa muttered.She frowned. “What email?”Stella shrugged. “Apparently, the board thinks we are overstaffed and are letting some workers go. They are sacking us…actually they let Rosa stay. Mike and I got emails so we are currently jobless.”“What about you Sophia?” Rosa asked with concern.She was too stunned by the news to speak. Her eyes darted across the hall at the crushed faces of doctor
“Try to relax,” Stella yelled above the din in the rowdy club. There was alcohol on her breath and her eyes were already glazed over. She was clutching Sophia’s shoulder for support. “You are not the only one Tager hates you know?” she laughed and staggered slightly.She was trying to relax. It would be easier if she had other income sources. She could ask her sister but she had barely spoken to Abigail in years and she was still avoiding her calls. The crowd in the club wasn’t as much as it would be during weekends but it was packed despite the rain falling outside and could barely see her own feet. The lights were dimmed to create an intimate atmosphere. Nate, Mike and Rosa were talking and laughing about something. Mike and Stella weren’t as downtrodden as she was, somehow that made her feel like an asshole. They too were served the email still they were trying to have fun. She didn’t want to seem selfish but it was hard not to when her whole world was coming apart before her eyes.
He watched her climb down from the stage amidst the clapping and hooting and laughter. Then his eyes drifted to Nate who was silently watching Sophia as she made her way across the club towards him. He didn’t like the look on Nate’s face as his eyes trailed Sophia. The man had been too happy dancing with her, having his arms around her. He had walked in right when the song was drawing to an end, the image of Nate being too close to her and wrapping his arms around her waist was burning a hole into his brain.His attention was drawn back to Sophia who was now marching toward him. She didn’t look too happy to see him. He wanted to know why.Sophia nudged aside the last person in her way. Matt was still shrouded in the shadows but his eyes were trained on her. She could feel the intensity of his gaze on her and the ice in those eyes chilled her. But she would not be intimidated by him, not when he was infringing on her private space.“What are you doing here?” she demanded as soon as she
Tager had worked his way up from odd jobs in his youth until he found himself leading the board of directors at St. Peter’s hospital. The chain of hospitals was established by the church. While the church established these hospitals, they were isolated from the activities going on in them. His duty as the Head of Directors was to oversee the finances and management of resources at the hospital and these he used for his gain. Although, recently with the crawling economy, those gains were hard to come by. He suspected the other directors had misgivings of his management of the hospital’s resources, to cover his tracks and save the establishment from total doom he had opened doors of opportunities to aspiring investors.Of all the investors showing interest in the hospital, Matt Wolffe was by far the wealthiest. Walking into the elevator that would take him to the twenty-fourth floor where Matt’s office was, he thought of ways to sweeten the deal he was sure would be made that Thursday m