I wasn't the type to ever skip out on a commitment no matter the circumstances, the possibility of being viewed as unreliable outweighed everything. It was important that I was there to ensure my clients arrived gracefully and left the exact same way.
Presently, I was in a different mental predicament, one that going against my ethics placed me in the middle of. For the first time my mandatory attendance wasn't seeming so appealing anymore, especially if it meant facing Francesca and Jacob after what transpired just twelve hours before.
Just twelve hours ago he'd been humping me with Valentino draped on his legs, the expensive fabric probably wrinkled from the motion of my ass dragging up and down his lap. My body jolted at the thought, coming back to my senses as I sat in the back of a black SUV that was transporting me to this Godforsaken event.
Our lewd acts were not at all intentional, it was moment of weakness, a mistake made under a foggy conscience. I didn't have it me to knowingly hurt someone I love, especially a friend like Franny. But, what was eating me alive was how he lingered after the fact, within my memory, thoughts, and eventually whilst I slept.
I could barely keep my eyes shut when the two left my apartment last night. We ended up cutting the fitting short, there was no way I could be that close to him for another hour after having his lips on my neck and his scent suffocate my senses. The three of us awkwardly ate the burgers Fran had been out buying for dinner while we betrayed her in her absence.
She sensed nothing as we gave have her choppy responses because that's how things were supposed to be, the only attachedment between Jacob and I being a few exchanged words while she rambled on to fill the silence.
But, that was no longer the case, my entire body had just been pressed against his and his lips attached to my skin.
Her obliviousness made we want to scream from the guilt because I knew if she didn't sense it, that the truth would never come out.
Anxiety flared throughout my entire body as the car rolled to a stop in front of the venue, the car ride did nothing to calm my nerves. I could not put the situation out of mind when I was literally about to step in the dead center of it. My eyes closed as I tried to control my breaths and turn on work mode, I couldn't go in with such a scattered mind, it would only effect my work.
I just needed a moment to myself before I met with him and his team. A proper pep talk in front of a mirror would remind me of what I was here to do.
Just a few minutes, I thought to myself as someone opened the car door for me. Quickly thanking them I turn to make a beeline for the restrooms.
"Gwenny!" Fran grabs my shoulders as I abruptly stop in front of her almost knocking her down. My eyes were widened in shock not expecting her to be waiting for me.
The product of my guilt ready and waiting, giving me no chance to feel at ease about what I did, like a shot of vodka with no chaser. "Franny, what the hell? You scared me."
She gave me a wide smile before quickly hugging me and linking our arms and dragging me further into the building everything was moving so fast I didn't know what to think.
"I'm sorry I had nothing else to do, Jacob's being all moody because he's nervous for the carpet I presume so I'm glad you're here to ease his nerves." She rambled, her words making the hair on my arms standup. The man wasn't fucking nervous he was guilty and he luckily had this event to use as an excuse for his behavior, "-I've literally been watching your location for the past thirty minutes!"
"Why do you think I can ease his nerves?" I honestly ask. If anything him seeing me was going to make everything worse and extremely tense. Jacob and I didn't mesh well, the only thing that'd changed last night was that I knew what he was working with between his legs—something that I wish would stop resurfacing in my head.
