A Distant Memory

Chapter 27 - Unbelievable

"You're kidding me"

My tone was dead, I scoffed and continued; "What did he tell you, huh?" I was irritated, Anderson really got his friend - my idol - to convince me into getting with him? It seems like we're little kids that get together through a messenger. Fucking unbelievable.

"If you mean if he asked me to come here, no, he didn't. I cut everyone off except family, lately I've been talking to him. Marko told me about you, I thought I'd meet the famous Olivia Luxor myself" he explained.

"What did he tell you?" I rolled my eyes, my whole demeanor changed. He waved his fingers towards himself, making me know that he wanted to tell me a secret. I got closer to him and he spoke directly into my ear; "Nothing that a kid can hear"

Shit, that made me shiver. Did Anderson tell him about our one night stand? Did he say nasty stuff about me? Oh my god, did he say I was a slut?

Just then, Rose rested her head on my lap and hugged her legs, she was laying on the chairs. "I'm tired, mommy"

"Okay, Rosie. Do you want to go with the sitter?" I asked, tucking a strand of her hair away, she shrugged. I stood up and picked my daughter up.

"Wait for me here, will you?" I sounded unbothered, "yes ma'am." he shrugged

I spotted the host quick enough, Rose was sleeping soundly with her head rested on my shoulder. "Aw, is little Rose tired?" he asked in a baby voice while admiring my daughter. "Mhm, is there a chance that she can go with the sitters and sleep?" I asked, worry laced my words.

"Of course, let me show you the way"

This man hosted a gala in his own home, which (you guessed it) means that his house was a fucking palace, we had to go up two floors but god forbid stairs, we used a lift.

"The sitters are all women, I thought that that would make you all feel better" he opened the door, a couple kids were laughing and there was a little boy sleeping, "can I talk to the one in charge?"

"sure" he shrugged, "Margaret?" he called out, a middle-aged woman hurriedly made her way to us, she seemed kind. "Yes, sir?" 

"This is Olivia and her daughter Rose, would you take good care of the little one?" he nodded his head towards my Rosie, "Of course, sir. She's in good hands, miss" The woman attempted to take her from my arms, I turned my back to her, my head still turned to her. I whispered to her ear;

"If something happens to her, she comes back to me not happy, I'll end you. I don't fuck around" 

Margaret was scared shitless as she nodded her head vigorously. My death glare turned into a fake sweet look accompanied by a fake smile, "good, I'm glad that we get each other" I wanted to hand Rose over, but my little angel groaned and held me tight.

"They're gonna give you a blankie here" I talked to her softly, she was half-asleep and I did not want to add to her confusion. "Miss, we have a room that she can sleep in, follow me" 

I trailed behind Margaret and put Rosie in the king size bed, I tucked her in, pecked her forehead and then made my way back to where Jackson was waiting for me.

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"What did he tell you?" I asked, standing next to where he was seating down. "Let's go talk outside" he looked hesitant, but I complied. 

We were the only ones out, no paparazzi, no curious couples with weird age gaps, no nothing. It was a bit chilly, but nothing unbearable. "Want a cig?" he took out a cig, I shook my head. He shrugged and lit himself one, I leaned on the wall. "So?" I asked impatiently.