Girlfriend For Hire

Chapter 23- The aftermath

I pulled at the towel wrapped around my shoulders, holding it closer to my chest. It was the only thing covering me, besides the bra and underwear that I wore. Jay had taken his towel off, as he drove me back home in only his shorts. After Jay and I had kissed in the water, and then kissed again when we sat on the sand admiring the view of the ocean, and then kissed yet again as he wrapped a towel around me, we decided it was time for our perfect little moment to end. We hadn't spoke much in the car, as what we had just done was dawning on us.

Jay was probably lost in thought about the fact that he just made out with his boss' girlfriend. I was concerned about the fact that I did pretty much exactly what I wasn't supposed to do, I kissed Jay, when I was supposed to be in a relationship with Dylan. If Dylan found out about this he would be furious. He may even take me to court or something, I wouldn't put it past him after he threatened me with that stupid contract. I was contemplating whether I should even tell Dylan. What he doesn't know wouldn't hurt him right?

I was so lost in thought I didn't even realize that we were outside the mansion, until Jay spoke.

"You don't have to go home. You can stay with me," he said pleading me with his eyes. I wanted more than anything to go home with Jay, to spend the rest of the night with him and never leave. But I couldn't. We had already taken it way too far.

"Jay, I want to stay with you, I just can't, I have to go home, I'm sorry," I said quietly. Seeing the utter disappointment on his face did hurt a little.

"I understand." I nodded and grabbed the door handle before Jay spoke again. "I think we should talk about what happened, things are a little confusing right now." I sighed, this was a conversation I was not ready to have.

"We probably should talk about it, but I can't right now."

"Okay Lexi, I'm letting you go this time but we will talk about this," he said firmly. I nodded, knowing it was inevitable. Jay leaned towards me and softly kissed me. It was light and sweet and I couldn't help but kiss him back, even though I knew it was wrong and I had already done so much damage. He pulled away after a few seconds. "Night Kitty."

"Night Jay," I whispered as I got out of his car and went inside.

I'm so screwed.

*******

Jay brought the spoon to my mouth. "Taste," was all he said as I opened up and tasted the stew. "Mmm that's good," I said. He grinned and wiped off the little bit off stew on the corner of my mouth. His hand remained on my face as he started to lean closer to me. My lips parted, ready to feel the softness of his lips against mine.

Suddenly the image of Jay disappeared as the sound of my door being slammed open woke me up. I groaned, wishing that I could have seen the end of that dream. It was so perfect, Jay and I were so blissfully happy. But I know it wasn't real, and it probably wouldn't ever be real.

I looked up to see a furious Dylan storming into my room.

"What the hell is this," he said venomously as he threw what looked to be a magazine on the bed. I rubbed my eyes as I picked up the magazine, confused as to why he was so angry.

"Can't this wait till later? What time is it?"

"No, it sure as hell cannot wait till later," he said in his cold tone. I furrowed my eyebrows. what the hell crawled up his ass to make him so cranky.

My body froze as I looked at the cover of one of the most popular magazines in the country.

This can't be happening.

There was a picture of Jay and I in the water, kissing.

Oh God.

I felt as If I was going to throw up. I couldn't speak, I was in shock.

"Answer me!" Dylan yelled  I stared at his tense body. I had never seen him so angry before.His hair was ruffled as if he had angrily run his hand through it. His eyebrows were furrowed as he kept on gritting his teeth. I don't think I'd ever had someone look at me with so much loathing as he did in that moment. I cowered at his gaze, looking down.

"I- I don't understand how this happened," I whispered.

Dylan laughed bitterly.

"How could you be so fucking stupid." I wanted to be mad at how he was treating me, but I couldn't. He had a right, I just messed up, big time.

"I wasn't thinking okay! I was mad at you so I decided to take Jay up on this stupid bet we made about skinny dipping, I didn't think it would end up with us kissing! I was just mad but then things got intense and I'm sorry Dylan, I'm sorry!" I rambled.

"Well congratulations, every gossip magazine and website is posting about how Dylan Emerson's girlfriend was caught cheating on him, naked on the beach."

I couldn't wrap my head around all of this information. It was just too much. Dylan knew of me and Jay, the whole damn world knew of me and Jay. Oh God everyone thinks I'm some slut who cheated on the amazing Dylan Emerson.

"This doesn't make you look bad, you know. It only makes me look bad," I said quietly. He laughed and I hated that sound coming out of his mouth. It was a heartless, cold laugh.

"You know what, you're right Lexi, it does make you look like shit. and I am just the wounded CEO who found out his girlfriend is cheating on him through a magazine."

"You have to tell them I didn't cheat on you! Tell them we broke up already," I spoke frantically. This would ruin my reputation. Everyone would hate me because of this when I never truly did anything wrong.

"You want me to try and save you? After what you did? I explicitly told you to stay away from Jay. But what do you do? you go and sleep with the guy and get caught!"

"I did not sleep with Jay!" I yell, standing up.

"Right, and I'm supposed to believe you after this," he says picking up the magazine and pointing to the picture on the cover.

"I don't care what you think of me Dylan, I know what I did. I went too far with Jay, but I did not sleep with him. But my job is done, people have seen you with your 'girlfriend' so why does it matter if we fake break up? No one thinks you're gay anymore."

"You broke our contract. And you broke your promise. Oh and tell your boyfriend he's fired." Dylan said, not caring about what I had to say.

"Oh come on! Leave Jay alone he's good at what he does Dylan, he doesn't deserve this."

"As far as Jay knows, he kissed his boss' girlfriend, and I don't need people like that working for me." I sighed, knowing there was no point in arguing.

"Okay Dylan, just please tell the press that I didn't cheat on you, please," I said defeated. Dylan just stared at me, not saying a word.

"I'll have to think of something. Now I have your mess to clear up." He walked out of the room and I sank down on the bed. Although he is furious with me I do think he will clear my name and tell everyone that I didn't cheat. Dylan was an asshole, but he wasn't a terrible person.

Tears began to spill down my cheeks as the past two days came crushing down on me. It was all too much for my mind to handle. Only one thought kept repeating in my head.

What have I done.