Forever You by Lynn, Sandi (autobiographies to read .txt) 📗

about Ellery and what her reaction is going to be when

Camille shows up at her apartment with the dresses. I stepped out of the shower and wiped the steam

from the mirror with my hand. I looked at the man in the mirror and didn’t recognize what I saw

anymore. My heart is flipping out, and my mind is fucked up, compliments of Ellery Lane.

I slept pretty well all night. I’m sure the amount of scotch I drank before bed had helped. The next

day, I got up, showered, dressed, and headed downstairs to the kitchen where Claire was making

homemade banana nut bread.

“Good morning, Connor. Did you have a nice evening?”

“Good morning, Claire. Today’s Sunday, and it’s your day off. What are you doing here?” I asked

her as I lightly kissed her cheek.

“Remember, I’m taking tomorrow off instead to take my husband to the doctor?”

“That’s right, I’m sorry, I forgot. Thank you for making banana bread, it smells delicious.” I said as

I took my coffee and sat at the table.

“It will be ready in about 5 minutes. You seem like you’re in a great mood today. Is there any

special reason why?” she smiled.

I got the impression from her smile that she knew about Ellery. I’m sure Denny told her; those two

seem to tell each other everything.

“The charity function is tonight, and I’m attending it with a very beautiful woman,” I answered as I

opened my laptop.

“Very good, Connor; I hope you enjoy yourself tonight,” Claire smiled as she set the plate of

banana bread on the table.

I smiled and thanked her. I checked my emails and started to answer a few of them when a text from

Ellery came through to my phone.

“Hi Connor, it’s me Ellery. Thank you for the beautiful dress, but it’s too much, and I don’t feel

right accepting it.”

I smiled because I knew she loved it. I wanted to make her feel like a princess tonight, even if she’s

just a friend.

“You’re welcome, and it’s not too much, see you at 6:00 pm sharp,” I replied.

I was anxious to see what dress she picked out. They were all stunning, but the strapless black lace

was my favorite. I could picture that dress, hugging her small silhouette, and with her breasts uplifted,

forming a sexy cleavage. I picture her hair in curls that cascade over her shoulders and her smile

when I pick her up. Damn that smile. I instantly became very aroused and needed to go upstairs to

take care of myself. This has become a daily habit since I haven’t had sex in a while. How the hell

was I going to control myself with her tonight?

I put on my tuxedo, fixed my hair, and put on my Armani cologne. Why the hell was I getting so

nervous? I put my cufflinks on and headed downstairs. My phone rang. I took it from my jacket, and

saw that it was my mother calling.

“Hello, mom,” I answered.

“Connor, darling, we won’t be attending the charity. I need you to send our apologies to everyone.”

“Why? What happened?” I asked.

“Nothing to worry about darling; we’re all sick with the flu.”

“I’m sorry, mom, is there anything you need?”

“No, Connor, just give our apologies and have a nice time.”

“Call me if you need me or anything,” I made her promise.

I made my way to the garage where Denny was waiting for me. I slid into the back of the limo and

took in a deep breath. Denny looked at me through the rearview mirror.

“Are you ok, Connor?” he asked.

“I’m fine, Denny. Let’s go pick up Miss Lane.”

We pulled up to the curb of her apartment building. I got out and walked up to the door, then

knocked and waited for her to answer. The moment the door opened, I took in a sharp breath at the

sight of Ellery standing there in my favorite dress. An intoxicated feeling came over me as she smiled.

Damn that smile.

“Were you afraid that I’d get mugged between my door and your car?” she smirked.

“Very funny, Ellery,” I smiled at her.

She nudged my shoulder playfully, and I nudged her back. I opened the door for her, and she

gracefully slid into the seat. I climbed in and sat beside her. I grabbed a glass and handed it to her as I

poured champagne into it. Once again, my heart began beating faster than normal, and my palms were

sweaty. I held my glass up to her.

“You look beautiful, Ellery. What a lovely dress,” I said.

“Thank you, Connor. I was hoping you’d like this one,” she winked as she held up her glass to

mine.

She was exquisite. The dress hugged her just like I’d pictured it would, framing her small petite

body. Her soft curled hair was in an up do that featured her elongated neck as small diamond teardrop

earrings hung perfectly from her ears. I subtly took in her scent