C. Wright
EMMA
I pick out dresses in red, yellow, and black, along with the necessary accessories. The black one is for my return after nine weeks away.
It’s a bold choice for me, but I want to make Diablo’s jaw drop when I come back.
The yellow dress is off-the-shoulder, perfectly showcasing my cleavage. It’s shorter in the front, ending mid-thigh, and slightly longer in the back. I pair it with golden stilettos.
The black dress for my homecoming is strapless. The front pushes up my breasts, with a slit in between to accentuate my cleavage.
It has two side slits, both ending just below my waist. The front and back of the dress end just below my ass. This dress is bound to turn heads.
Carly chooses a black dress for my going-away party. It leaves little to the imagination, but she looks stunning in it. It clings to her figure, emphasizing her firm, round ass.
After shopping, I drop Carly off at Travis’s place and head to the clinic to inquire about birth control.
I don’t want to be this young and pregnant, especially knowing that this is just a business deal.
A deal that will secure my financial future and the business connections I’ll be making. I want a career and to live my dreams. I have to do this to be successful.
I park Carly’s BMW in front of the clinic and step out.
The nurse who assists me takes all my details and leads me to a consulting room. I tell her I need something that will work right away.
I know it sounds silly, but I hate taking pills. The injection only starts working after seven days.
We settle on an IUD. Because it requires a mild sedative, I need to schedule the procedure.
After a lengthy discussion, I persuade her to book me for the next day, Thursday—maybe because I look desperate.
She explains that they can do the procedure at the clinic without the sedative, but it will hurt like hell. I decline. I don’t want any pain.
What have I gotten myself into? I wonder. ~And why am I going through all this for a man I just met?~
I get home and all the guys, along with Carly and Travis, are there. We order pizzas, drink beer, and watch a movie. Rick sits next to me and eventually rests his head on my lap, just like old times.
I glance over and see Travis glaring at me, with Carly sitting on his lap. I just shrug and continue watching the movie. My phone starts buzzing, and I see it’s a text from Diablo.
I open it to find a picture of myself with Rick’s head on my lap. I look up and glare at Travis. He looks back at me as if to say, “You belong to my boss.”
No response from Diablo. I think I’ve won this round, but then Travis’s phone rings. It must be Diablo.
Travis answers the call while looking at me. I listen to his end of the conversation until he finally ends the call with, “Yes, boss.”
He carefully moves Carly from his lap and stands up. I hold up my hand to stop him.
I wake Rick and tell him I need to go to the bathroom.
I’m furious and I tell Travis to sit the hell down and that I’m going to call his boss.
I walk to my room, close the door, and dial Diablo’s number. No answer. What the hell!!?? I dial again and again, nothing.
I decide to text him.
He doesn’t respond and I decide not to push it but that doesn’t stop me from wondering why he’s not answering my calls and now stopped answering my text messages.
When I walk out the guys are saying their goodbyes. Travis is staying with Carly and they walk to her bedroom. He turns around and gives me an “I’m sorry” look.
I just glare daggers at him.
Thursday comes around too quickly. The procedure goes well and it’s very quick but I’m glad I opted for the sedative because it’s a bit painful.
I choose to pay for it with Diablo’s card. He wants me on birth control, so why not?
The rest of the day passes in a blur. I'm too anxious about tomorrow to focus on what's happening today.