He took my hand and lightly kissed it, “You have beautiful friends Connor.”
I gently smiled at his comment and looked over at his wife who was eyeing me up and down.
“This is my wife, Courtney,” Robert smiled.
“Nice to meet you,” she smiled at me.
Courtney was extremely attractive, and she was about 25 years younger than her husband. Robert put his arm around Connor and walked him over to the side whispering so we could not hear. Connor shook his head, and the two of them came back to where we were standing.
“What was that about?” I asked.
He looked at me at strangely for even asking, “Just business.”
He lightly put his hand on the small of my back and escorted me back to the table while he excused himself to the restroom. I was taking in the beautiful sound of the band playing soft melodies as Courtney came over and sat next to me.
“So, you’re Connors new toy,” she remarked. I looked at her trying to absorb what she meant.
“Connor and I are nothing more than friends.”
She shook her head, “Right, well I’m only saying this for your own sake, woman to woman because you seem like an innocent and nice person, stay away from Connor Black.”
I narrowed my eyes at her then looked around to see if Connor was on his way back. “Why would you say something like that?” I asked.
“Because Connor will use you till he emotionally breaks you down and physically wears you out; then he will toss you to the side like a piece of trash.” She got up from her seat and put her hand on my arm, “Just some friendly advice.”
She walked away and left me sitting there pondering her words. The way she spoke led me to believe that she was a victim of Connors. I did not want to think about it as I got up and headed to the bar for another glass of wine. I glanced over to the side where there was a small hallway and raised my eyebrow when I saw Connor talking to the same woman who slapped him at the club. His eyes looked angered as he grabbed her arm and led her out of sight. My stomach tied itself in knots, what the hell was I doing here? I don’t even know anything about this man I was with.
I was standing at the bar when a gentleman approached me. “Hello, I’m Andrew, I was wondering if a beautiful woman such as you would like to share a dance with me?” I looked around, and Connor was nowhere to be found, the nerve of him just to leave me alone like this.
“It would be my pleasure,” I smiled.
I didn’t mind dancing with Andrew; he was handsome with brown hair and hazel eyes. He was tall, and as he put his arm around my waist, I could feel his strength. Before we had a chance to finish our conversation, Connor came up from behind.
“Excuse me Andrew, but she is here with me.”
Andrew looked at Connor. “Mr. Black, I apologize I did not know she was yours.”
He stepped away as Connor took his place. His? I’m not his or anybody else’s. Connor stared at me as he put his arm around my waist and took my hand in his, “I leave you alone for a minute and you go off and start dancing with strange men.”
I narrowed my eyes at him, “You leave me alone to go disappear with the woman who slapped you at Club S.”
His look turned to fire, “You saw that?”
I shook my head, “Yes, I think a lot of people saw that.”
“So, let me get this straight, you saw me before you found me drunk outside?”
“Yes, I was sitting at the bar, why?”
The corners of his sexy mouth curved up, “Interesting.”
I cocked my head at him, “What’s interesting?” Then it hit me. “Oh I get it, you think I had my eyes set on you from the start.”
He wickedly smiled at me, “Your words Miss Lane, not mine.”
I rolled my eyes and leaned into him, taking in his alluring scent as I whispered in his ear, “You are a delusional man Mr. Black.”
“Why this specific charity?” I asked.
He looked at me and took in a breath, “Why not?” I dropped the subject about the woman in the hallway and where he disappeared to, but I would not let this one go.
“Why though?”
He stopped looking at me and looked straight into the crowd. “It’s just a charity my company is involved with, why is it so important that you know a specific reason?” His words came across cold, almost as if he didn’t trust me enough to tell me.
“Just forget I asked,” I kept my eyes straight ahead refusing to look at him.
“You’re mad,” he spoke.
“You’ll know when I’m mad Mr. Black,” I responded.
The song ended, and we walked back to the table that was now filled with some associates from Black Enterprises. Connor went around and introduced me to some of his staff. I glanced over at the next table, and there she sat, the beautiful tall woman from the club. Her straight, jet black hair sat just above her shoulders, and her tanned skin glowed beneath the ballroom lights. She sparkled in her silver long dress and silver high stilettos. Diamonds took their place in her ears and neckline, and she did not miss a beat when it came to applying makeup. She was a stunning woman, and she kept staring at me, or should I say glaring at me.
Dinner consisted of Filet Mignon or Fish. Connor took the liberty to order me the Filet since he felt I needed to put some meat on my bones as he so kindly put it. During dinner, a man stepped up to thank everyone for coming and thanked Black Enterprises for donating five hundred thousand dollars to the charity; everyone applauded.
I excused myself to the restroom as I heard someone call my name. I turned around and froze when I saw Dr. Taub coming out of the men’s bathroom.
“Ellery, fancy meeting you here,” he said.
“Dr. Taub, I am here as someone’s guest and would appreciate it if he did not see us talking.” My stomach felt sick, and my heart was beating faster.
“You haven’t returned my calls or rescheduled your appointments. You need to finish our sessions Miss Lane; it’s important and you know it.”
“Dr. Taub,” I whispered as I looked around to make sure no one, especially Connor, saw us talking, “I will, just give me some time please.”
“Time is not on your side Ellery, it is important you schedule your appointment.”
“I cannot talk about this here, please Dr. Taub.” He walked away shaking his head.
I walked into the restroom and checked my hair and makeup. I glossed up my lips, and as I opened the door to step out, I was startled to see Connor standing against the wall with his arms folded. He glared at me as I spoke, “Uh, hi? Why are you standing there like that?”
“Because you have been gone for quite a while and I was checking to make sure you are ok. I was giving you five more seconds before I was opening the door and coming in after you.”
I walked away from him, “Wow, stalker much?”
I heard him sigh, “I’m not a stalker for the last time; I was concerned for your safety.” I rolled my eyes; he had safety issues, and it was starting to annoy me.
We walked back to the table, and as we passed the “one” next to us, Connor looked over at the tall beautiful woman. She smiled at him.
“Are you ready to leave?” He asked.
“I am if you are.”
He smiled, and we walked outside where Denny was waiting for us. He stopped and turned to me, “I’m going to have Denny take you home, I have something I need to wrap up here.” He took my hand and lightly kissed it, “Thank you for coming with me tonight; I hope you had a good time.” His lips were warm on my skin, but I too was focused on the fact that he was not coming to drive me home.
I looked into his eyes, “I had a wonderful time, thank you for inviting me.”
He nodded and opened the door. I slid in the back seat and waved goodbye trying to hide the disappointment in my eyes.
“Good evening Miss Lane," Denny said as he looked in the rearview mirror. “Hi Denny,” I replied as I looked out the window.