Make Me Yours: A BWWM Billionaire Love Story (10 page)

“
Bad
day huh?” Bain said sympathetically as he handed her a full
glass of wine.

“
The
worst,” Meaghan replied draining it. Bain would get her home
even if she got drunk so she wasn’t worried. Bain was ready
with the bottle as she put her glass back down.

“
Tell
daddy all about it,” Bain said soothingly as he filled up her
glass again.

“
Shall
we start with the woman who was almost strangled by her husband and
her daughter had nowhere to go when the police came and arrested said
husband and brought the woman to the hospital? The daughter was
dragged away kicking and screaming by social services probably never
to be seen again. The mother will never speak again in her life.”
Meaghan said sadly.

“
Ouch.
I don’t know why you got into medicine Megs. The worst thing
that happened at the construction site today was that two workers
were rough-housing, one guy fell through the floor and maybe sprained
his ankle.”

“
Yeah
but you have to go to work wearing a hard hat coz a building might
fall on your head,” Meaghan countered.

“
Maybe,
but most of the time I’m in my air conditioned office drawing
plans or meeting with clients. The hard hat is the only excitement I
see in my life,” Bain said.

“
That,
and going to Daniel’s shows huh?” Meaghan reminded him.

“
I
don’t know, I think I’m all strippered out, you know.
Getting old. It’s not half as exciting as it used to be. I just
do it for Danny now…mainly.”

“
Really?
You don’t enjoy the ripped undulating bodies anymore?”
Meaghan teased.

“
Well…”
Bain hedged and then they both laughed. They would talk about the
harder things; later during desert; when they’d ingested enough
wine to be free of what little inhibitions they had left. The tears,
if there were any to be shed, would come later, back at Bain’s
place. Tomorrow they’d wake up and go back to their lives
relieved and refreshed.

Desert was tiramisu
and coffee spiked with alcohol and Meaghan was pleasantly buzzed.

“
So
Dean wants to introduce me to his father,” she dropped the bomb
casually, making Bain sit up and open his mouth, for once, at a loss
for words.

“
That
is huge,” he said at last.

“
Don’t
I know it,” Meaghan replied. “Thoughts? Advice?”
she asked looking desperately at him.

“
Be
yourself. He’ll love you,” Bain said at once.

“
Very
helpful Bain,” she complained.

“
Yeah,
I know it is. That’s what I’m here for,” Bain
swayed gently in his seat. He was a bit more than buzzed. His driver
was waiting outside though so no biggie.

“
What
about you Bain? Are you taking Daniel home to meet the folks? You’ve
certainly been together like donkey’s years now,” she
said teasingly.

Bain’s face
fell and he looked troubled and Meaghan’s brow furrowed in
concern.

“
What
is it Bain?” she asked.

Bain just shook his
head. “It’s nothing, I’m just…I guess I’m
in Dean’s boat right now; wondering how to go forward without
losing the people I love.”

“
The
people you love,” Meaghan repeated softly. “And is Daniel
one of those?”

“
I
think he is,” Bain said with a sidelong smile.

“
Yay,
Bain is in love,” Meaghan sang.

“
Oh
shut up,” Bain said but with good natured affection. “Shall
we move this party to my place?”

“
Yeah.
Let’s,” Meaghan said standing up. “Lemme just visit
the lil girls’ room, I’ll be right with you.”
Meaghan took off with her bag to freshen herself and Bain lifted his
hand for the waiter so he could settle the bill. He looked up and was
surprised to see Luigi looking down at him. The look in his eye
was…strange.

“
Forgive
me,” he said.

“
For
what?” Bain asked.

“
Eavesdropping,”
Luigi said staring Bain straight in the eye.

“
Why?”
Bain asked.

“
Why
what?” Luigi asked.

“
Why
were you eavesdropping?” Bain asked impatiently.

Luigi sighed. “I
do that sometimes. It’s the only way I can seem to get any
information out of you. When you’re talking to Meaghan. Do you
talk to anyone else so openly?” he sounded wistful.

Bain stared at him.
“I don’t know what you mean,” he said coldly.

“
No.
I guess you would not,” Luigi said looking sad about it.

“
Why
do you care anyway, aren’t you married?...to a girl?”
Bain said, in a rather hostile tone.

“
Because
I am a fool,” Luigi said casting rueful glances at Bain. “And
you come to my restaurant every Thursday with your best friend and
you talk about your love lives and I thought it was because you
wanted me to know. So I eavesdrop. But you are in love with someone
else now…”

Bain glared at him.
“I come here because I enjoy the food and not the MARRIED chef
who left me for a woman. I thought we were all being civilized adults
about this.”

“
We
were,” Luigi said taking Meaghan’s seat. “We are.
But my stupid Italian feelings can’t seem to disengage from
you. What is a guy to do?”

Bain shrugged. “I
think that falls into the category of ‘no longer my problem’,”
he said.

Luigi nodded sadly,
“Will you come back?”

Bain just shrugged
and Luigi sighed.

“
Tell
this Daniel fellow he is an extremely lucky guy,” he said
standing up.

“
I
believe he knows,” Bain replied his tone cold.

Luigi smiled at him
and walked away, signaling to a waiter as he went to go over to Bain
to settle the bill. Bain made sure to leave a large tip and just as
he was finished with his transactions Meaghan came up and they left.

*****

Dean was waiting in
the visitors’ parking as she finished her shift. She thought
that she really needed to think about getting a car to make her
commute easier, though public transport tended to be much faster in
New York City. Still, it’d mean that Dean didn’t feel
obliged to drive all the way across town to pick her up. She couldn’t
seem to make him stop any other way.

“
Hi,”
she said as she slid into the Lamborghini.

“
Hey
yourself,” he replied leaning toward her for a kiss. She
planted a fat one on his lips and he made a noise of satisfaction as
if he’d tasted a particularly succulent slice of pizza. This
impression was enhanced by the fact that his eyes were closed.

“
Should
we pass by your place and get a change of clothes?” he asked.

“
Nah.
I already have some,” Meaghan replied. Dean smiled.

“
What
you need I think is your own closet space at my place.”

“
Oh
oh,” Meaghan said leaning back on the seat rest and closing her
eyes.

“
What?”
Dean asked grinning at her.

“
You
know it’s serious when it’s you suggesting I get closet
space in your apartment. I’ve read in all the magazines that
it’s the girl supposed to push for that,” Meaghan teased.

“
Well
aren’t you the lucky one then,” Dean countered.

“
I
guess I am. Do I get to leave my toothbrush too?”

Dean turned to her
with a concerned look. “What do you mean? Don’t you
already have a toothbrush at my place? Or have you been using mine
you skank?”

Meaghan laughed. “I
have actually been using your spare one if you must know. Hopefully
no-one else is as well, ugh,” she said making a moue of
distaste.

“
Hey
you’re at my place all the time these days, you seen evidence
of anyone else?” he asked.

“
Nope,”
Meaghan conceded dryly.

“
Well
there you are then,” Dean said. He put out his hand to cover
hers in the seat and they drove in silence for a while. Suddenly he
turned to her and said, “You’re the only one for me.”

*****

Carmen, Dean’s
housekeeper/cook had outdone herself with the food. She’d made
a Mexican mix of mole, tacos al pastor and guacamole. The food was
simmering gently on Dean’s warmer, just waiting to be served up
and Meaghan’s mouth was already watering despite the slight
hangover she was still sporting from last night. Dean poured her a
huge glass of water first with a cucumber in it and she drank it down
while he served up the food.

“
Dinner
is served,” he said.

“
Thank
you,” Meaghan said taking her plate and going to curl herself
in front of the big screen TV, putting in the movie. They had been
going through the Fast and Furious series in preparation to watching
the last one and they were currently on Fast Five. She hit the ‘play’
button and leaned back, tucking into her food. Dean came to curl
himself next to her and they watched the adrenaline filled opening
scene as they cleared their plates.

“
You
know, before you I never used to eat in front of the TV. It was
always on the dining table, which was always properly laid,” he
said.

“
Oh,
lucky table,” Meaghan joked.

Dean nudged hard
with his elbow, giving her an appreciative smile nevertheless. “Well
anyway I was saying, the whole eating food in front of the tube is a
new experience for me and I’m still trying to decide if it's
good or bad.”

“
Well,
it saves time. I mean I assume it’s not only the table that
wants to be properly laid tonight right? And we’ve been wanting
to watch this one for a while.”

Dean laughed and
laughed, “God you have the smartest fastest mouth of anyone
I’ve ever known.”

“
Er,
thanks?” Meaghan said her cheek dimpling as she grinned at him.

“
I
fall in love with you more and more every day,” Dean said
quietly serious.

“
Aaaahhh!
And there you go spoiling the mood”, Meaghan joked throwing her
hands up in the air and nearly dislodging her plate from where she’d
placed it on the coffee table.

Dean laughed again
going back to paying attention to his food and the screen. Halfway
through the movie he asked if she was up to drinking some wine but
she opted for hot chocolate instead which he went to make promptly.

“
Thank
you!” she called after him. “You’re the best
boyfriend ever.”

“
Aah,”
he returned, “there you go killing the mood.”

Meaghan cackled but
then settled back to concentrate on the movie.

There was dessert as
well in the form of chocolate chip cookies which went very well with
the hot chocolate.
“You know it’s a good thing I’m
running around all day because between you and Bain you’d turn
me into a fat lump of lard in no time with your feeding skills.”

“
If
you dropped Bain like right now, you’d only have to deal with
one person over-feeding you,” Dean shot back immediately.

“
Funny.
That’s exactly what he said about you! Great minds and all that
I guess,” she teased grinning at him.

He smiled at her,
staring at her dimple as if it contained the secrets to the universe
and then he stopped smiling but continued to stare; the look becoming
more and more intense by the moment.

“
What?”
she asked with no sound to her voice and the pulse in her throat
going a mile a minute.

“
Come
to bed,” he whispered back holding out his hand to her.

“
Okay,”
she replied taking it.

Dean led Meaghan to
his bedroom, walking her as if she was a princess on her wedding day.
He placed her carefully on his bed and then picked up his remote. The
sounds of Marvin Gaye permeated every corner of the room. Dean had
excellent surround sound speakers and he knew how to use them.

“
Hmm
seduction surrender,” Meaghan said smiling.

“
We
do have C&C music factory if you would prefer it,” Dean
said smiling.

“
Huh,
I’m more of an AC/DC girl myself,” Meaghan reminded him.

“
Okay
then, how about this?” Dean clicked a few buttons on his remote
and the sounds of Bon Jovi’s ‘Bed of Roses’ swelled
through the speakers.

“
That’s
perfect,” Meaghan said her smile widening in delight. “I’ve
always wanted to make love to this song.”

Dean bowed his head.
“Your wishes are mine to make come true.”

Meaghan had
absolutely no come back to that so she stood up from the bed and
unbuttoned her jeans instead. Dean watched her; his face going slack
and his eyes darkening with desire. He didn’t move from where
he was, he just stood there and stared like he’d lost the
ability to move his limbs. Meaghan slowly unbuttoned her jeans,
pausing between each button to caress her flesh, making appreciative
noises at the feel of her own skin on her hands. She could see Dean’s
chest rising and falling faster and faster and it gave her courage to
experiment some more. Her hands moved up leaving her jeans half
unbuttoned to push her shirt slowly out of the way as she caressed
her stomach contemplating her navel with absorbed interest; like she
was alone in the room. She pushed her shirt out of the way so she
could squeeze her breasts through her bra and Dean made a sound like
he was strangling. Meaghan ignored him and ran her finger round her
nipple watching it harden to a point before she pushed the bra out of
the way to grasp her naked flesh. Dean was moaning from where he
stood but he still hadn’t moved. She got her shirt off in one
fell swoop, dropping it on the floor and then rubbing at her breasts
through the silky lace of her bra. Dean took a slow dragging step
toward her like he was a zombie. He was making sounds like one of
those things on the Walking Dead too. Meaghan ignored him. She’d
had no idea how much fun being a tease was. Her hands moved back down
to her jeans, and unbuttoned them down to the last button. Then she
glanced up at Dean beneath her lashes as her hand snaked into her
jeans and she touched herself slowly. He groaned out loud and took
another step closer. Meaghan moved back and tripped over the bed,
going over onto her back, her hand still buried inside her body. She
went with it, putting her feet up on the bed and spreading them
slightly, rubbing at herself with increasing motion, driving herself
over the edge.