Free Giving what He Wants (Celine and Rhyland Series) by Iris Deorre

Chapter One
    ‘So how was your weekend away?’ Ava asked. ‘Do anything interesting?’
    Celine sat in the living room with a cold cloth across her forehead. She had the worst headache she’d ever had. It could have been the flights or the amount she’d had to drink while she was at the hotel in London. While she was there she hadn’t seen him until the next morning, he’d simply disappeared. It annoyed her because she craved his presence but then again she couldn’t demand it.
    In the morning there was a knock on the door and a tray of a very healthy breakfast was wheeled through with a note that they would be leaving at ten. It had been frustrating. It was as if he had his use for her and no longer needed her. The worst part was when she got onto the plane, he wasn’t there, instead she would be flying back solo and that was when she dug into the alcohol. Why had she been so mad? She was doing a job but now she just couldn’t deny how much she’d fallen for him.
    ‘I hate him!’ She pulled of f the wet towel from her face. ‘I truly hate him!’
    Ava sat down and eyed her friend.
    ‘What?’
    ‘You do know that you can’t experience hate without love. You can’t hate someone unless you’ve loved them.’
    ‘What a load of rubbish.’
    ‘What’s the matter Celine, it’s me. You can tell me.’
    Celine pursed her lips together then put the towel back over her eyes but Ava only pulled it off her.
    ‘Go on tell me.’
    Celine tried to sit up but it hurt too much so instead she turned her head towards Ava, her head leaning against the couch.
    ‘I earned fifteen thousand pounds this weekend.’
    ‘My god this man is loaded.’
    ‘Do you want to know why?’
    ‘Why?’
    ‘Because I pole danced, shagged a woman and let him shag me tied up. That all for an astounding fifteen thousand! I feel like a whore.’
    ‘That’s …’ she was about to say it.
    ‘Oh yeah that’s right I am a whore. How could I forget.’
    ‘Don’t be so hard on yourself. At least you had fun right?’
    Celine smiled slightly as she remembered the night. It had been fun while it lasted.
    ‘We did all this while in the air, travelling in one of his private jets.’
    ‘Oh my, this guy is something. If I were you I’d stick to him like glue.’
    ‘You can have him if you like .’ she offered.
    ‘I don’t think I’m his type.’
    Celine looked at her and laughed. ‘What makes you think that?’
    ‘He never looks at me the way he looks at you. He’s never interested in me the way he’s interested in you.’
    ‘Oh my god, you observe too much.’
    ‘It’s true anyway let’s stick with you.’
    ‘Yeah anyway we land in London.’
    ‘ London?’
    ‘Yep I was in London this weekend. Can you believe it?’
    ‘Man you lead an interesting life.’
    ‘I’d like to think so but it just got upsetting the minute we landed. I was in the hotel alone, alone at breakfast and alone on the way back.’
    ‘I’m sorry Celine.’
    ‘Don’t be, I signed up for this. I’m just there to provide his sexual needs; I can’t demand anything else can I?’
    ‘I suppose not, so what are you going to do?’
    ‘I’ve been looking at my bank account and it’s looking pretty good, I was thinking of handing in my notice.’
    ‘Can you do that, just quit?’
    ‘Well I should hope so.’
    ‘Do you really wan t to quit?’
    Celine sat with that question for a while. Quitting would mean never seeing him again. Could she really live with that, but staying would mean that she only got to see him when he wanted to have sex. Could she live with that?
    ‘I don’t know.’
    ‘Why don’t you think about it before you rush into anything?’
    ‘I don’t know, I don’t know if I can be on this roller coaster of emotions for much longer.’
    ‘Hmmm. I wish I could offer you something more but I just can’t.’
    ‘I know but at least you tried.’
    They sat in silence only chatting here and there. They would meet up with Harvey later in