Free Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel by Nina G. Jones Page B

attraction. It was bad news. If I stayed longer, well then I was going to become a sucker. The best cure is prevention, and I knew waking up in his bed was inevitable--it was only a matter of time.
    "Heath, I really appreciate this opportunity. You have been generous, but I think we have crossed some lines here that cannot be erased. I understand I am part of that. So, I think it's best that after this party I wrap everything up and resign from this position."
    Heath shook his head in disappointment. "If that's how you wanna do it, then so be it. You're not cut out for this life anyway." His little dig, his little comment about me not being cut out for "this life," was another way of him telling me that I was uptight. I really hated when people called me uptight. Just because I do what is right does not make me uptight. "Well, I'll let you wrap up then." He threw little air quotes around "wrap up," in a mockery of my voice and walked away, lighting a cigarette.
    What a jerk.
     

     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER ELEVEN
     
     
    Once Heath turned the corner to walk away, I suddenly became very emotional. It might have been the booze, or the fact that I was jobless again ( what the hell was I thinking ). I believed we were past the point of reconciliation. Guys like Heath like to prove to themselves that they don't need women, and so, once I made it clear I didn't need him, I didn't expect him to turn around and beg me to stay.
    He saw me as a frigid bitch, and he was surrounded by plenty of beautiful women who would happily keep him warm. I sadly walked back out to the party. The crowd was dying down as it was pretty late into the night. Mindy spotted me and made a beeline.
    "Where the hell have you been? I was just about to head out."
    "I just quit."
    "What? You're kidding." I am sure she was not thrilled, being my referrer and all, but that hardly crossed my intoxicated thoughts.
    "No. He is unbearable."
    "What happened?"
    "I don't want to talk about it. I have to get back to work. My fucking feet are killing me," I said, whipping off my shoes. Just then, I caught a glimpse of Heath heading out with a couple of bros and Illy--Ill--Gross. I should just call her Gross.
    "Should I stay?"
    "No, go home. You have a ride and all, right?"
    "Yeah, I have to get back to the city, but I can move some appointments. You look upset."
    "I just need to take care of all this."
    "Okay, call me tomorrow?"
    The next hour, I worked on closing up shop. The house was a bit of a disaster area, but a cleaning service was coming the next morning to fix it all. I sat upstairs in my bed, unable to sleep, wondering if he would come back at any minute and what he might say to me. But another hour passed, and sleep eventually overcame me.
    I dreamt of him. How instead of stopping Heath in the hallway, I let him keep his fingers in me, massaging me as he pressed his nose against mine. He smiled, looking into my eyes, and I giggled back, both of us acknowledging the naughtiness of the situation. And then he pushed my dress up, all the way so that only my thong covered my lower body. He reached down and unbuttoned his pants, holding his firmness. I waited with bated breath, this would be it, we would pass the threshold into more than just boss and employee. He smirked, and then I felt his tip graze against me.
    DO YOU LIKE PINA COLADAS? AND GETTING CAUGHT IN THE RAIN?
    My head felt like it was in a vice when I awoke to Mindy's ringtone. I didn't know which way was up. I knocked the stupid thing over, and then it vibration-danced beneath my bed. I hung upside down, feeling for it in the darkness, answering it in the nick of time. The clock on the phone read 5:43.
    "Hello?" I asked in a froggy, upside-down voice.
    "Sadie? Were you asleep?" She sounded distressed.
    "Yes...are you okay? Is something wrong?" I asked, trying to sound more alert, but I was only more confused.
    "I had the driver turn my car around, I was halfway back