Personal Possessions (30 page)

“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. ”