In Love With A Billionaire

Oh , Brother...

February 13th,2020 (9am)
JHQ, NYC

I walk into work the next morning, tired from the night before and not exactly excited either . A couple coworkers complimented my party and I'm just fake smiling my ass off until I finally walk into my office.

And who do I walk in to see? Yup, you guessed it.

"Good morning.." Avery stands up out of my desk chair and turns it in my direction so that I can sit.
"Thank you." I say simply as I sit and bring my laptop out of its bag.
"So..."
"So... what?" I respond . I really don't wanna have this conversation.

"Cmon , you know what I'm trying to get at." He says as he sits in the chair on the other side of the desk, staring intently.

"Okay, Avery." I say as I slam my hands down on the desk. "You wanna know? Fine. She asked if we ever dated. I told her the truth. She asked why we broke up. I didn't tell her the truth, to cover your ass. In response? She ran out the bathroom and cried. Why? I should be asking you that question."

He leans back in his seat and strokes his chin. "I didn't tell her. I don't think I should. I'm not trying to hurt her again. I'm sorry , but I just can't. I know she suspects it though.."

"Avery. I want more than anything to act like what happened , didnt . I want to pretend you didn't lie your way into my draws. And though I'm over it , I just can't pretend it didn't happen. You fucked up and we both know wassup already. The truth will come to light. It's not my place to tell her. And to be honest, I don't wanna talk about this shit again. Fix shit with her. Comfort her. Be there for her, and get your head out the gutter and keep it from in between other bitches legs. Got it?"

"This is gifted tongue ma'am. Not everyone gets this." He says as he waves his hand around his mouth. I cut my eyes at him and make sure he sees my dissatisfaction . "Ugh.. you're right. You're right. I'm sorry. I hear you, Kelly." He says as he looks at me sadly. Then he puts his head down and I lean over the desk and place my hand on his shoulder.

"You have a meeting with Donatello at 5." I say. He sits there for a minute then stands up, adjusting his suit. Then he grabs his bag and heads for the door.

"Lunch on me?" He says just before he walks out.
"Of course."
He walks out and the door closes behind him.

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"Here's your mushroom burger and seasoned fries, and here's your All American Double Cheeseburger- with mayo . You guys enjoy." the waitress says as she puts our orders down on the table .

"I reallly can't believe you're eating that." Avery says looking disappointedly at my mushroom burger. I laugh, "Well I'd rather this than that beast on your plate." I bite into my meal and so does he.

"So, how was the meeting?"
"It went great. He agreed to collaborate and we're getting our teams together this week." He puts a fry into his mouth as he violently salts the rest of the batch.
"Hey, slow down ! Your pressure is gonna skyrocket. But, that's amazing. I'm so happy for you. I remember you having all these design drawings plastered all over the room at my mothers house." I say as I smile softly. "I always believed in you."

He looks up and smiles back. "Yeah, I know. And I thank you for that. For everything." We stare at each other for a moment then he switches the vibe before it got too mushy. "But speaking of your mom, how is she? I haven't spoke to her in a few weeks."
"You still call my mom?" I asked surprisingly, but I mean how could I? She practically raised him since his was too strung out on drugs to even give a fuck about his wellbeing.
"Uh.. yeah. You sound silly. So, how is she?"
"She's doing .. well uh.. Ugh." I put my burger back down and sigh .