Personal Possessions, page 21
“Carlene, I’d like you to meet Elleny Barker-Jackson”
I spit out like it was poison on my tongue.
“Elle, this is our receptionist Carlene. Elleny is going to be working here with us for the next couple of weeks, I need you to make sure that she is given an ID so that she can come and go.”
Carlene smiled and welcomed Elle as though she was a long lost friend of hers.
“Elleny, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Of course, I can have your ID to you by the end of the day, will that do?”
Elle smiled back.
“Please, call me Elle and it’s a pleasure to meet you as well. The end of the day is fine, I don’t plan on going anywhere.”
Carlene was attractive. Tall with long blonde hair, she looked to be in her late twenties, early thirties. She was thin, personally, she was way too thin for me, but hey… some men liked that.
“Elle it is then. If you need anything my extension is in the employee directory just give me a buzz.”
At this point she looked down at our joined hands and her smile increased, which in turn made me smile. I could feel Elle tense up and just as quickly she pulled her hand out of mine returned to speaking with Carlene.
“Thanks again, Carlene and I will probably be taking you up on your offer.”
Elle said as she chuckled a small fake laugh.
Carlene hit the button under her desk and opened the door for us. I grabbed Elle’s hand again, this time I made sure she wasn’t going to be able to pull away. The main room which was housed with the salesmen’s offices was a large room with hundreds of divided areas that were individual workstations. Because the salesmen spent ninety percent of their time out in the field, they didn’t need a lot of space.
All of their areas contained a large L-shaped table, a computer, a phone and a chair, they provide their own decorations. Some workstations are all decked out with pictures of their families, pen holders, calendars hanging on cork boards, coffee mugs, small radios; and some of them have the bare essentials; a picture of the spouse, maybe their favorite pet. On the right side of the area high up on the wall is another television with the same channel on.
Around the perimeter of the middle were their manager’s offices. These managers were housed in actual offices. Their names were posted beside the door along with what department he or she administered. All of their offices overlooked the middle.
I led Elle along until I came to Sam’s office. I wanted to introduce him to Elle. I hadn’t mentioned anything about her to him, so this, I’m sure was going to be a surprise. I knocked on his door as his head came up from the paperwork he had in front of him.
“Trevor, I heard you were on your way back, I didn’t expect you back until tomorrow. Did everything go well?
Sam’s eyes went directly behind me to Elle as the shit eating grin on his face grew.
“Hello, who do we have here?”
“Sam, I’d like you to meet Elleny. Elleny, this is Sam Fordham, Sam is in charge when I’m not here.”
I noticed that Sam was backing his chair up to stand, he walks past me as though I’m not even in the room, he has his eyes set on Elle.
Sam’s held out his hand, as Elle takes it to shake, he turns it over to lay a kiss on it. I felt my breakfast begin to come back up the same way it went down. I had to swallow so that it would stay right where it was. Could he get any fucking creepier? Elle’s eyes come straight to me looking for a way to get out of this, I just shrug and let the moment roll by.
Payback for blue balls was such a bitch.
“Elleny, such a beautiful name.”
“Elle, please…call me Elle and thank you. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sam.”
Her eyes come back to me again, I still said nothing.
“Ummm, Sam…. I am going to be working with Mr. McHale here for the next couple of weeks.”
Sam’s eyes came to me in a “what the fuck is going on” kinda way as they glanced over in Elle’s direction.
“Wonderful Elle, I look forward to getting to know you better, maybe we can….have lunch, possibly, one day?”
I quickly grabbed a hold of Elle’s hand again and swiped the area where he had placed his mouth. I didn’t want one single remnant of another man, including Sam, anywhere on her body.
Elle squeezed back, acknowledging that she could feel my body tensing at the words that had just broke through Sam’s lips. Like I would allow that to happen…he was going to have to seriously rethink his lunch plans. Elle’s eyes caught mine and I’m sure she could read the emotion all over my face. I was not happy.
“Well, I have a feeling I’m going to be pretty busy, but thank you for the offer. It was a please meeting you. Mr. McHale, would you mind showing me around further?”
“Of course, please forgive me. Shall we?”
I heard Elle’s “Mr. Fordham” as we turned to walk out of Sam’s office, I’m sure he nodded back with sex all on his mind. I didn’t have a lot of time to think about that since as soon as we walked out Elle’s whispered demand caught me off guard.
“Your office…Now!”
Now she was the one dragging me. I chuckled at the thought of Elle leading me through and office space that she had never even walked through. Although, she seemed to be doing a damn fine job of finding it. We followed the maze of hallway that finally opened up into my private waiting area.
This smaller, more comfortable waiting area consisted of a couch and two chairs, a desk and of course, another TV. I noticed Mary sitting at her desk, eyes wide, as Elle came plowing through. I nodded and winked as I passed by her desk straight for my office. As soon as we passed through, I grabbed the knob to throw the door shut.
Making the room private, I didn’t have a chance to show Elle my office, as she immediately went into chewing my ass out. I knew she was pissed off because I didn’t say anything but Jesus…really, she left me high and dry this morning.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, TJ?”
Elle threw her hand up on her hip and started walking towards my desk, where I stood.
“First, you parade around here, holding my hand like we’re boyfriend and girlfriend, then you introduce me to your second in charge where he ends up pulling some stupid “look at me I’m a male bullshit” and you’re ready to take him out in the parking lot and beat the shit outta him like we’re in high school. Cut this shit out! Number one, I am not your girlfriend and number two… you’re making me look like I’m not someone who they can take seriously.”
So, it was that noticeable…I wasn’t sure if she caught onto my attitude towards Sam’s advances; obviously, she did.
“And how am I making you look like that?”
“By making it look like we’re fucking each other, TJ!”
My balls can attest to the fact that we’re not…I replied mentally.
“What were you thinking about when you were staring at Sam?”
She knew what I was thinking, I wasn’t going to repeat it out loud. Fuck her, she didn’t make the rules in this game…I did!
“What….you don’t want to say…’cuz you know I know, that you were thinking like we were still seniors in high school and that no one can ever put their eyes on me? Well I’m here to tell you Trevor, we are not in high school anymore. I am not your girlfriend and we are not fucking each other anymore!”
She knew she hit a sore spot with me. No one was allowed there…ever and goddammit, if she went there. She wanted the truth, she was going to get the truth. She wanted to relive old high school memories…shit that hurt deep down to my core, she wanted to rehash that? Well, she might not like what she hears.
“And why is that Elleny? Why aren’t we together anymore? Why are we not fucking anymore? Oh, that’s right, because of Bear. What is it with him Elle, Bear’s cock bigger than mine? He give it to you better or even longer than I ever could?”
I wasn’t even sure of the shit that came out of my mouth. All I knew was that I wanted her to know…to feel what I had to go through for seventeen years…there was no way that she would be able to stand that amount of pain, it would’ve made her a different person; as it did to me.
I didn’t have a chance, I felt the sting of her hand across my face before I even had a chance to continue, and then the realization of what had just occurred.
“Fuck this, I’m going out to Carlene and have her call me a taxi, I’m going to the airport, this job is done.”
“Wait…”
Fuck! I can’t believe I lost it like that. This was Elleny, my Elle…I didn’t mean what I said to her. I just never thought that shit would be brought up again, especially by her. I didn’t know how to face it; I didn’t think I’d have to deal with it again. I had to fix this, I couldn’t let her walk out on me again. I needed her just as she needed me.
“Wait for what, TJ?”
“For this.”
I stepped closer to her and picked her up and carried her across the room and pushed her up against the wall as my mouth came crashing down on hers. I felt her arms come around me, as well as her legs. We were as one…again.
Bendable…not breakable.
We might be at each other’s throats one minute, but the next we were down each other’s throats. I couldn’t get enough of Elle. I craved her, she was my downer, bringing me back to where I needed to be…right beside her.
Our tongues were twisted together, my hands were all over her. I could feel her breasts pushing towards me, her nipples were hard as rocks as Elle thrust them towards me. I pushed my hard dick up against her as I bent low to rub it up against her opening. She was soaking wet, I could feel her dampness against me. She was loving this just as much as I was. I needed to hear the words, I vowed that it would be her who makes the decision to give herself to me again and damn it all to hell…that was easier said than done.
I broke the kiss. I had too, I was breathing fast, and as I looked down, I noticed that both of my hands tucked under her ass cheeks holding her up, as her skirt was settled around her hips and whatever panties she had on…well, they were barely covering her. I laid my forehead up against hers.
“Tell me your mine, Elle.”
I raised my head to look in her eyes. I wanted her to know that I was dead serious, I wanted to hear the words come from her mouth…I needed to hear them.
“Say it Elle, tell me your mine.”
Her eyes met mine and I could tell that there was no question…there was no hesitation, she knew the truth just as much as I did. I swayed my hips one time digging my rock hard shaft up against her wet panties.
“I’m yours, TJ.”
Elle whispered the words that made the hole that was inside my chest fully healed; I was complete again.
“Tell me you belong to me.”
“I belong to you, babe.”
It was as if this was a dream. Once I held the world in my hands, the next day it was ripped away. Now here I was, a man who now held everything that made that world spin, right here in my arms…I couldn’t have asked for anything more.
I now possessed all my possessions and I was a happy man.
“You with me, babe?”
I saw the tear drift down Elle’s cheek as I swiped it away with my thumb. I once made a promise that I would take away every tear she ever shed, and I was beginning with this one.
“Anchored to ya, babe.”
Yep, she was with me…again.
Chapter 16
I placed Elle’s feet back on the ground as she attempted to maintain her composure. I laid a small kiss on top of her nose. This moment was going to be stuck in my mind. The desperation in Elle’s voice was as if those were her last words that would ever be spoken. She almost seemed nervous, of what…I had no idea.
“Now that we have that outta the way…”
I felt the need to break the tension in the room. We had just had a deep fuckin’ moment and the rigidity was pretty thick. I changed the subject by walking her to the restroom.
“There’s a restroom right there…although, I do enjoy that thoroughly-fucked look that is adorning your face.”
Ah, there’s that beautiful smile, it took a moment but I got it to break through.
“Ah, but you are mistaken, Mr. McHale. I do not wear that thoroughly-fucked look on my face since I was not thoroughly fucked.”
Touché, I thought, but would never admit.
Elle kicked her foot up behind her as she turned and headed towards the restroom.
Since our moment was over, I walked back over to my desk and turned the room back to normal. As I sat back down, I noticed Mary glancing in here, I had a feeling she knew what was going on. She may be slow, but she wasn’t stupid. I nodded once in acknowledgement and she smiled a small smile.
I could hear Elle mumbling in the restroom as though she was speaking with someone, either she was on the phone with someone or else she was discussing with herself in the mirror about what had just happened between us, I was honestly hoping for the latter. Seeing her hair and makeup fixed, there was no sign that I had laid my lips anywhere on her; I hated that. I wanted everyone to know that she belonged to me.
“Do you have a physician up here, one that is….discreet?”
I looked at Elle sardonically.
“Of course I have one here, he’s the best in the country….why…..are you ill?”
At hearing the words come out of my mouth, my mind went there. Shit, is she sick, did I hurt her…what if-
“That lady is waving at me.”
Brought me back to reality, Elle seemed fine…she was joking around and she looked…well, healthy.
I began laughing at Mary gawking over at Elle.
“That’s Mary.”
“Oh great!”
Elle was truly excited about meeting Mary…what was the shit about the doctor?
“Wait a minute, we’re not done here, what’s with the doctor?”
“Oh I just need to stop by to see him quickly, if you would please text me the number?”
Really? That’s how she was leaving this? She talked so nonchalantly. I was not about to take that as just a pass-me-by comment.
“When you tell me why.” I demanded.
“Jesus Christ, TJ! Didn’t we just have this conversation not even ten fucking minutes ago about me not answering to you? Just shoot me the number or I will find a clinic, it doesn’t matter to me.”
Whoa, where in the hell did this come from. I smiled a fake smile, I was raging inside. I didn’t let many people talk to me this way, but for Elle, well, I would quietly let it slip…this time. I gently guided her over to the side by grabbing her arm and walking her over there.
“As I recall, you said, not even ten fucking minutes ago, Elle that you were mine and that you belonged to me, so that gives me every right to question you. Now are you going to tell me now or on the way there?”
“Not.”
That was the only reply at of her mouth. Not…what the hell did that mean?
“I don’t think that was an option Elle, now start talking or I will find another way to get it out of you.”
She stood there, like a child; mouth pursed, arms crossed and she wasn’t going to talk, she thought it was more adult to stand there in the corner of my office and pout.
“Not gonna talk?”
She closed her mouth, put her finger up to it, like turning a key and then proceeded to throw the air key behind her. Was this for fucking real…I had dealt with men who would lie, cheat and steal to get what they wanted and still that was nothing compared to this rant she was throwing.
“Not happening, bud.”
I was not about to play this mind fuck with her. She wanted to act like this, fine…she could act like this…I was not about to stoop to her level. I would end up getting her back though. I would make sure of it. I raised my hands in surrender, pulled the door open and allowed her the chance to walk out…she took it. That’s fine, I would take care of this small problem.
Elle went out to meet Mary, I went back into my office. Deciding on what I was going to do, it would take nothing for me to make one phone call. Grabbing my cell phone, I made that call. Hearing the ringing, I knew that next time, she would cooperate with me.
“Yes, this is Trevor McHale, I need to make an appointment… “
I finished my phone call with the doctor’s office and decided that I needed to make some arrangements for the afternoon. I spoke with Chris from I.T. and got what I needed from him ordered, I wanted Elle to have the top of the line equipment and Chris was the man to make sure that was what she got.
Just at that moment, I heard Sara’s squeaky voice fill the area outside my office…shit, now what. I knew that Elle could handle herself, but I wasn’t in the mood to pull a catfight apart first thing this morning. Just then, my phone rings. It’s Kip.
“What’s up?”
“McHale…brother, you aint gonna believe some of the shit I’ve seen down here. I found me a nice comfy spot out there in the alley where it was far enough from the action, but close enough to hear what the good lord wanted me to hear. ”
I could hear Kip exhale the smoke from his lungs, god only knows how many he had smoked since he saw whatever it was that he saw.
“That there brother of his says he’s into him for four hundred thousand big ones. Heard him say that man whore your buddy’s been a ’fuckin’ been smokin’ all the shit your buddy was meant to sell. He done told that there Bear that he better start finding money or else, he was gonna be mixed with fertilizer. You know how little ya gotta be to be mixed with fertilizer?”
Holy shit, so that’s why he wouldn’t leave Elle. That’s why he was doin what he was doin on the side, he wanted her money…he needed her money. He knew that chick was smokin’ his stash…you could tell she was strung out the nights I saw her. More than likely what was happening was Bear thought he was in there good, since his Bubba was the supplier. He would give her what she needed and wasn’t worried about it. Then shit turned ugly; Bubba found out about Bear’s fingers in the pot and got pissed. Now it was time to pay up and Bear didn’t have it.
