Impressing the Clients

53

I fluttered my eyes open and saw the sun has risen. I must've fallen asleep waiting for Ian in his bed. I went to check my phone. It's already 8 in the morning and I got two messages. One from Ian,

"Baby, I might take longer than I expect. The client and my superior were being an ass and I had to fix the system asap. I'm sorry." It was sent a few minutes after midnight.

One from Kyle,

"You're supposed to call us, bitch. We miss you!" He sent it a few hours ago with a selfie of him and Jackie on the beach. I missed them, too. And the beach. And the twins.

I went back to Ian's message and replied, "it's okay, I was tired anyway. I'm about to step out, I'll report back to work today. See you tonight?"

Then I facetimed Kyle.

"What took you so long to call?!" He yelled at me. They're at the beach.

"I miss you too, Kyle," I smiled at him. Jackie was laying on one of the lounge chairs.

"Are you not home? That's not your apartment, Paula," Kyle accused me seeing my background, always so observant. "I'm at Ian's. We had a wonderful dinner but he had to report to work last night for an emergency. He didn't come back yet so I'm gonna go home," I answered him as I exited and locked Ian's front door.

"Oh, so no sex?" Kyle asked. "Yes, and weird as it sounds, I'm fine with it," I shrugged as I entered into my car.

"Didn't you miss him?" He asked. "I did. Not just the way I thought it'd be. I thought I'd be all over him but I honestly still have the 'twins' hangover. God, I'm so fucking dirty!" I ranted frustratingly.

"Well, just so you know," he whispered and stood up from his seat to move away from Jackie's earshot, "Jackie and Clint banged and she managed to get some personal info on your magnificent twins and Ian."

"What personal info?" I asked. "Well, they own Freyr Securities. Isn't that where Ian works?" Kyle tipped me off.

"Yeah, that's weird," I commented as I started the car's ignition. My thoughts were turning and turning, how in the hell would they own a company Ian works for coincidently?

"What else?" I asked.

"Well, I-uhh-,uhm, they had a file of Ian," Kyle blurted, "but please don't let the twins know. Jackie and I are so fucked if they knew."

Those fucking bastards looked up on my boyfriend! So fucking creepy and control freaks!

"Of course, of course," I told calmly, masking my irritation at the twins. I put the phone on its holder by the dashboard, "but what was on Ian's file?" I shifted my attention to the 'Ian' bit than the fucking twins..

"I can't tell you," he hesitated. "Tell me!" I yelled, nervous I might find out something I don't want.

"Well, uhm," he told me, "he's broke, honey."

"Broke?" I kept my eyes on the road but I was fucking confused. How did he become broke?!

"He's still paying of college loans but he told me he had enough money for the half of expenses for next year. The wedding and the house, y'know," I continued as I kept my eyes on the road.

"Yeah, but it doesn't look like it," Kyle sympathized, "but don't do anything about it yet, Jackie only saw few of Ian's file. Maybe something had happened he's not ready to tell or something. Just don't fucking do anything stupid. And keep your mouth shut. Jackie doesn't want to tell you 'cause she thinks it's not our place. But you know me, I can't keep a fucking secret," he rambled.