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Chapter 130: Worst Mother Ever
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The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 131: Allergies, Right? Right
"You absolutely are not going to work." Vincent readjust the covers, tucking them underneath the mattress as if he can cocoon me into his bed so I won't leave.I cough and sniffle, reaching for Kleenex. "Vincent, it's just allergies. I always get sick with the season changes. Twice a year I can't go outside for three days without getting a massive headache, runny nose, and a horrible cough. It always goes away and I'm absolutely fine."He reaches across the bed, feeling my forehead. "Are you sure you don't need a doctor?""I'm not going to a doctor for this. They won't do anything for me." I wasted money in the past and the only thing doctor did was prescribe an allergy med you need to take every day for the entire year. What's the point of that when I was sick a whole six days total in a year?"Fine, but you're definitely not working."Exactly at what point in my life did I go from arguing with my parents about not wanting to go to school to arguing with Vincent about work?
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 132: Those are My Clothes
They walk right on by me while I'm blowing my nose with a scrunched-up tissue, looking like an absolute mess. Vincent opens the closet door and the other man pushes the rack in without question."You bought me more clothes?" A whole rack of them? If I didn't feel as if there might be truth to me having the fever Vincent accused me of having a few minutes ago, I would jump from the bed and search through them.It's absurd. I don't need more clothes.But then I notice something familiar at the end of the rack sticking out of the closet. It's a cream color with green on the sleeves—a sweatshirt with a big green print of Sparty's head on the front.That is my sweatshirt.I paid twenty-five dollars for that at a rally by The Rock, which was this enormous boulder on campus where groups fight over the privilege of painting. At least fifty years of paint is splattered on the thing, but walking by it every day on campus was an experience. Every night a new group claimed the space and
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 133: Some Lessons Die Hard
Days later, with my hair wrapped tightly in one of Vincent's soft bathroom towels, I step up to the bathroom mirror. Without thinking about it, because I've done it this way every day since high school, I reach to the right to grab my favorite lipstick from the counter. I can't always be trusted to put on a full face of makeup to go work in the marketing department, but my mother taught me from a young age to never leave the house without lipstick.Some lessons die hard.With my lips the perfect shade of deep red, which makes them look plumper, I recap the lipstick and set it to the side as if I'm in my apartment. But it's a weird because this is Vincent's penthouse. He's letting me take over his space, but it doesn't seem right. It's not mine. Even if I've messed up his bathroom in record time.A quick look to my left shows my blow dryer plugged in, the cord hanging haphazardly over the edge of the counter in my normal habit.I spin in a circle, letting my gaze hit the differe
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 134: Special Payment
No one will find out about us if Vincent gets a say—and me honestly—because he still has a semi-crazy wife in his background waiting to pounce at any minute. Vincent hadn't been in a relationship with her long, but it didn't mean they hadn't been married for the last however many years. And the city rumor mill definitely won't care to hear his side of the story once the truth comes out."I don't care anymore, Mackenzie. We can't live our lives worried about what Tiffany is going to do. I won't risk losing you because she still wrongly believes she has a hold over my life."I snuggle closer and his hand moves up my thigh, settling between my legs. "You're not going to lose me over Tiffany." At least not now that he finally opened up and told me the truth."How many orgasms will it take to get you to agree to this whole living together thing without complaining or making me eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches?"Any man who would put up with my horrible assistant skills and eat
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 135: The Rich and Famous
I decided six orgasms were enough payment for the moving in together and first party thing, but as Vincent's sleek limo pulls up to the large Detroit mansion, I realize I should've held out for more. Lots more.The man beside me smirks at my scowl as if he knows what I'm thinking and doesn't care because he's gotten his way. Again. Only when my gaze falls to his neck and I get lost in the way his tux contrasts against his skin, making me want to lick his neck and bathe myself in his cologne, do I remember how good the orgasms were. The man has a way with his mouth… and tongue.The mansion is constructed from dark red brick with white trim around the windows and a wide staircase leading to the front door. Trees on each side have been manicured and fluffed. The grass remains a vibrant green even in Michigan's fall season, and pumpkins of various sizes and colors line the walkway while corn stalks wrap around the two light posts on each side of the steps."Are you sure about this?"
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 136: Girlfriend?
The man's eyes light up at the word girlfriend, which Vincent apparently wastes no time working into introductions now. He had dates before, but from the reaction of both people, I wonder exactly how those dates have been introduced. I'm guessing not as girlfriends.The older man with graying hair wears a suit that fits him perfectly. He must have been dashing in his day. He still maintains a silver fox aura to him as he latches on to Vincent's hand to shake. "Finally settling down. Are you?"Vincent looks to me and I swear his eyes twinkle. "She may be the one to do it.""I never saw you with a blonde," the older man shakes his head with a smile while his gaze lingers on me. "Don't listen to what they say. The good ones will kick your ass in the board and bedroom."Vincent laughs even as I cringe. It's not the first blonde joke I've heard, but I'd expect certain circles of society to know better."Stephen's wife is a blonde," Vincent explains, taking away some of the burn fr
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 137: Who's Keeping Secrets Now?
With my mother not expecting me home until after six because of the hour-long trip from Lansing, I drive right to the doctor's office and park my car in the lot, making it there on time for the last appointment of the day. I begged for the 4:45 slot. Since I've been going to the same family doctor my entire life, they worked me in on short notice. Sometimes smaller towns were splendid for things. As long as the news of why I'm here doesn't seep out into the lobby, everything will be fine. I even made Vincent promise no more secret bodyguards.The doctor's office waiting room smells like someone just finished emptying a can of Lysol into the air. A mother and small child sit in one of the dark green padded chairs in the corner. The little girl rests her head on her mother's shoulder, her eyes slowly closing before they snap open again.An older man sits in the opposite corner, watching a show on one television hanging from the walls. My own spot puts me at an angle where I can see t
The Valiant Trilogy Chapter 138: Family Dinner
My parents' house looks the same as it always has growing up as I walk up to the front door. My mom opens it for me even though I have a key hanging from my ring, and I immediately hug her, squeezing tightly. I can't tell my mother about walking out of the doctor's office and I can only pray it doesn't make it out in the town gossip. Still, just being in her arms her love washes over me. Even though she's unaware of my issues, she's still trying to fix them and comfort me.I may argue and fight with my parents, but they're still mine and I know they have my best interests at heart."Thank fuck you finally made it so we can eat," my brother says, sprawled out on the couch in my parents' living room."Evan, watch your tongue," my mother scolds him, shaking her head in a silent warning."Glad to see you're here, sweetheart," my father adds, turning around from the small treadmill he walks on in front of the TV.It's an oddly comforting sight to see my father doing the exercises
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