Kitchen Affairs (14 page)

“I miss you too! Can’t wait to see you… and thank you for my amazi
ng and delicious gift,” I said sensually putting a strawberry in my mouth.

“I’m glad you approve,” he said in an obvious playful way. I wasn’t used to receiving gifts from a man, or from anyone for that matter. Sometimes it was too much to accept, but I
knew it was his way to make sure I knew he was thinking of me and loved me.

“When can I see you?” I asked hoping he’d come back sooner.

“I fly back tomorrow afternoon. I can be at your doorstep by 11pm sharp.”

“Perfect. I’ll have something special waiting for you,” I said cheerfully.
   

“Can’t wait baby. I love you. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

We hung up, and my heart raced with pure joy. It made me feel like a lovesick teenager again knowing that even when we weren’t together, he was always thinking of me.

The next morning, Stella and I had a late breakfast and watched TV in our pajamas. It was days like these that I never wanted to take for granted. Stella would only be young once, and I wanted to take every opportunity to enjoy it while I could.

When Stella was two and a half, I took her to a bakery to get some cupcakes when she slipped from my view. I panicked and started looking everywhere for her. I stood in the middle of the shop, shaking and sweating at the realization that Stella was missing.

“Ma’am? Are you alright?” a woman’s voice echoed as I swung around searching for her.

“Stella! She’s gone!” I shouted. “Stella!”

“Ma’am? She’s back here.” I ran to the back where the woman was pointing. Crouched in a ball under the counter, little Stella was laughing playing a game of hide-n-seek. I about died. I exhaled in relief but also in frustration knowing that these were the types of things I was going to have to endure with her alone.

 
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“Mommy, someone is at the door! He’s holding flowers,” Stella yelled as I was still in the kitchen cleaning up.

I walked over to where she was and noticed a beautiful flower arrangement in a short vase with little stones at the bottom. It had a combination of a few pink roses, white hydrangeas, and green flowers. It was absolutely breathtaking.

I smiled as I took the flowers into the kitchen and set them on the island so I could admire them. My heart filled with love and passion. Just when I already thought Drake was amazing, he goes and exceeds all my expectations.

I decided to call him again before he got on his plane to head back. Just as the phone was
ringing, I noticed the card.
Crap.
I quickly hung up the call as I soon realized these flowers were not from Drake.

That night I decided to wear nothing but my panties so that when Drake arrived, I could give him his surprise thank you present right away. I couldn’t wait to see him. Two long days without him was torture.
Pure torture.

He knocked and I seductively answered the door. Without saying a word, he scooped me up and kissed me hard on my lips. I heard him slam the door shut and kick off his shoes. We laughed as he stumbled through the hallway to my bedroom.

Less than a minute later, he was completely undressed lying on top of me naked. He wrapped his fingers around my lacey panties and pulled them off.

“I have missed you so incredibly much. Your touch. Your smell. Your smile. You intoxicate me, Molly. It was like holding my breath for two straight days. It was almost unbearable,” Drake confessed kissing me tenderly down my neck and up to my lips. I moaned as I tried to find air to speak.

“I felt lost without you. No more trips, okay?” I teased. I obviously knew he would have to go on business trips, but they felt like a lifetime when he was gone.

“I’m lost without you too. Okay, no more trips,” he bantered back. I knew he was trying to humor me, but at that very
moment, all that mattered was that he was here with me.

He caressed my arms gently rubbing slowly up to my collarbone. The slower he went, the more I wanted it.
Needed it.
He rolled me to my side and gently pressed himself against me. He rubbed his hand up and down my body, teasing as much of me as he could. He tenderly kissed my shoulder as I arched my neck back for him. He parted my legs and inserted two fingers inside me. I arched back bursting into pleasure. I wanted to let him know how much I missed him and how much I desired him.

“Baby… you must have been waiting for me,” he said playfully into my ear.

“I have been waiting a long time for you… longer than you know.”

Suddenly, he rolled me over and landed back on top of me pushing inside me. He felt amazing. He made me feel amazing.
Oh god…

He continued making sweet passionate love to me as we rekindled our love. I lied back in my bed panting out of breath. It was like I had just worked out at the gym for hours. Drake kissed my forehead with a small smile as he saw how distraught I was. He pulled his briefs back on and walked out the door.

I lied there frozen in my bed, unable to move. Drake reentered my room with a glass of water.

“Drink up baby. I’m not done with you yet.” He sounded all too serious.
More? Holy shit.

I sucked the water down needing to rehydrate myself. I didn’t even bother getting dressed, I knew Drake all too
well.

After giving me a few moments to rest, Drake lifted me off of the bed and swung me around against the wall. My legs wrapped around his waist holding on tight. He kissed me hard letting me know who was in charge.
He was. Take me however you want me.

He entered me again and lifted my ass cheeks up to grasp me harder. I felt secure with Drake no matter what – even slammed up against a wall. He held me tightly never letting go of his grip, making sure I came over and over again. He lowered my feet to the ground and kissed me once again.

The next morning was another internship day in the kitchen. I was ready for whatever Blakely wanted to throw at me. I wasn’t going to take her shit anymore. Travis had my back and with that, I felt confident.

“Morning, Trav.” I smiled walking up to him. I had a bright smile on my face.

“Good morning, Mols. Nice to see you again.” He smiled back. “Did you receive our flowers?”
Shit, I totally forgot about that.
After I hung up the phone on Drake realizing the flowers weren’t from him, I saw the card.

To Molly & Stella –

Just wanted to say thank you for our wonderful double date yesterday. We had a blast! These flowers are as beautiful as you both are.

Love, Travis & Jacob

I was completely thrown off that I had forgotten to tell Drake about the flowers as
well as thank Travis for his very unnecessary gift.

“Yes! Yes we did,” I stumbled. “Thank you so much. I’m so sorry we didn’t call, we had a very busy day yesterday.” I tried to sound convincing. Truth was I had been thinking about Drake all day and was sidetracked.

“Good, I’m glad.” He smiled back relieved.

The first half of the day, Travis and I worked in our group casually preparing new menu items and learning new ways to sauté vegetables. By lunchtime, I was ready to go see Drake and surprise him. I decided to grab a couple coffees and artisan sandwiches for us.

I walked right past his secretary smiling as she didn’t stop me this time. She recognized me enough to know I was allowed to just waltz into Drake’s office. I opened his office door and as I began to walk in my jaw dropped and the tray of coffees spilled to the ground all over my legs and carpet. 

There sitting on his couch was a beautiful redheaded woman with long legs. She was flawless as she sat there in a white satin cocktail dress and white stilettos.
Who the fuck was this…

Drake rushed to the door seeing my surprised face as I dropped hot coffee everywhere. He acted more concerned about me being burnt than an attractive young woman in his office.

“Baby, are you all right?” he asked panicked grabbing the tray and coffee cups off the floor. He grabbed a few towels from his private bathroom and helped clean me up.

“Molly, come here with me please.” He grabbed my hand and led me to a chair by his desk.
Forget about me… who the hell is that bitch?
He grabbed my face with his hands and lifted my chin up to look at him. “Are you hurt?” His eyes begged for an answer.

“I’m fine. I promise. I was just startled,” I answered quietly embarrassed.

“I didn’t know you were stopping by for lunch. I have a lunch meeting but can I see you for dinner?” he pleaded.

I nodded hoping he’d notice how uncomfortable I was. I handed him one of the sandwiches I bought and kissed him goodbye. Seeing him in there with another woman ate at me all afternoon. I could hardly function the rest of the day.

“What’s wrong with you?” Travis asked after watching me spill ingredients and drop utensils several times. I could barely focus on what I was doing.

“Nothing… sorry. I’m just super clumsy today. A lot on my mind I guess.” I shrugged hoping he’d let it be.

After the day was over, I went to pick Stella up and walk her home. I needed to clear my mind, so I offered Stella an ice cream treat before dinner.

“Ice cream?” Stella asked shocked and confused.

“Yeah, why not?” I smiled.

“Awesome! Can I get bubble gum flavor with gummy bears on top?” she asked excitedly like she knew exactly what she wanted.

“Of course you can baby. Get whatever you want.”

I indulged in some peanut butter rocky road with marshmallow sauce. If one thing calmed my
nerves, it was ice cream. For the next hour, Stella and I talked about her day and how she bragged to all her little friends about going to the Shedd Aquarium with her boyfriend, Jacob.  She sure had a great imagination.

Stella was so happy and innocent; it made me feel relaxed again. We walked hand in hand back to our apartment smiling and giggling. The ice cream put Stella in a sugar coma and she plummeted to the loveseat and turned on her cartoon network.

“What’s up my lovely ladies?” Michael chimed in through the door happy as a clam.

“Someone’s perky,” I smirked back. Michael was usually in this type of mood when he had gotten lucky the night before. He was definitely a man’s man.

“Damn right girl. I have a-mazing news! You are looking at the next featured blogger for Quest Magazine!” He jumped up and down clapping his hands like a child.

“Holy shit, Michael, that’s awesome!” I squeezed him tight. “We need to celebrate!”

“Chinese food and a glass of chardonnay is all I need!” he smiled. He was too easy to please sometimes.

I decided to call Drake to make sure he was still coming over tonight. I was hoping he liked Chinese food too. It was one of my favorites.

“Hey baby, how are you?” he asked still obviously concerned about me.

“Great. Are you still coming tonight? Michael has some great news and we’re celebrating with Chinese and wine.”

“No, I’m so sorry baby, I have to cancel. My lunch meeting ran short and we rescheduled for tonight. I promise to make it up to you, okay?”

“Oh…. alright. We’ll miss you,” I pouted slightly.
Was red-haired bimbo part of his lunch and dinner meetings?

For the rest of the evening, Stella,
Michael, and I chowed down Chinese food and watched chick flicks. Drake and Travis were both on my mind. I tried to act casual about Travis sending me flowers, but deep inside I wondered if they had any hidden meaning behind it.

Knowing that Drake was probably in a dinner meeting with that redheaded skank ate me up inside. It was like she fed off my embarrassment; just sitting there watching me wither. Drake hadn’t explained to me why she was there or even introduce us. It made my mind flutter with worse case scenarios. Was that Kendra? Was she someone else from his past?
How many women would come up from his previous relationships?

After Stella was tucked in for the night, I decided to take a bath to wind down. I didn’t want to be one of those clingy girlfriends calling their boyfriends all the time. It drove me crazy not knowing what he was doing, but I knew he was working and that I shouldn’t bother him. Still, I wondered.

I soaked in the tub for what felt like hours. The water had turned cold and all the bubbles were gone, but I didn’t care; I could stay in here forever. Michael barged in without as much as a knock with my cell in his hand.

“Damn girl. Your phone will not stop ringing. Drake has called five times and left three voicemails. He’s also texted you twice…” the phone beeped once again, “nope make that three times.” He looked annoyed that someone could call and text so much in just an hour or so. He left the phone on the counter and walked out.

I quickly dried off and grabbed for my phone. Before I could check any of my messages, the phone rang once again. It was Drake.