Hot Coffee (The Hollens) novel Chapter 22

Emma's POV

"The last place I saw him was down at the beach," I answered, knowing damn well that the last place I saw him was with his mouth all over me in the bathroom.

She glanced around my room. "Nice room," she remarked, moving towards my body mirror which was one footstep away from the bathroom door.

Don't go in the bathroom! Don't go in the bathroom! 

I was panicking on the inside as her feet got closer and closer to the bathroom door.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror. She started straightening her clothes and smoothing her hair with her hands. She turned towards me. She took one more look at the room and walked out the door. I heard her heels descending on the stairs. I locked the door and ran back to the bathroom.

"What is she doing here?" I asked with anger and fright.

"I don't know. She's supposed to be in Italy."

"Maybe the fashion show was cancelled. Oh my gosh, you have to get out of my room, now!"

"Baby, calm down..."

"No. Don't call me 'baby'. This cannot happen again. It will not happen again."

"Emma don't say that. I'm having feelings--"

"I don't care. You're getting married to another woman, Ethan. This was a mistake; now, get out before she comes back here."

He lowered his face as he walked past me and headed for the door. He peered out, making sure the coast was clear before he tiptoed to his room.

I showered, releasing the heat that had built up in me for him. Then I lied on the bed reading my book, but I couldn't focus on the story. I was still feeling him on my body-- the kisses on my lips and my neck, and on my area. He was making me feel so good. I just wanted him to have me, and pleasure me.

As much as I may have wanted that to happen, I wanted a relationship with the person I would give my virginity. I didn't want a one night stand or a secret relationship. I wanted my own man, and the man I wanted had already been taken. So I would just have to find a way to make it without him.

??I'm gonna find a way to make it without you

I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had

Tonight

I'm gonna find a way to make it without you. ??

It hurt. Honestly, it hurt like a son-of-a b----, but I blamed myself. Falling for him was bound to be doomed from the very start. He'd never leave Sharon for me. He'd never admit the truth to her about me. He just wanted to get in my pants and get out-- like what happened with the other maid. Maybe he screwed all his maids just because he could.

I found myself going to Halley's room. She was already back from the beach so she had to either be in her room or somewhere in the house.

"Halley," I knocked.

"Was that Sharon I saw?" she asked as I entered.

"Yes."

"What is that snake doing here?"

"Here for her prize possession, what else? She came over to my room, asking for him."

"Where's Mr. H?"

"I don't know. Last place I saw him was on the beach with you."

A blush-filled smile came upon her lips and she turned away to conceal it.

What the hell was that? Why was she blushing?

"Halley, can I ask you something?" I stepped in front of her.

"What?" She was still blushing.

"Do you like him?"

"Like who?"

"Mr. Hollen."

She gasped. "Why would you ask that?"

"Because just at the sound of his name you start to blush like an idiot. You're always at ease when he's around and you stood up to his fiancee."

"Okay, first of all, you're crazy. I don't blush when I hear his name and I'm never at ease when he's around, we're just familiar. And I stood up to Sharon because of you, not him."

She did have a point about the last statement.

"But do you like him?" I asked again.

"Do you?" she asked back. I paused, she was studying my face then she burst out laughing. "Oh my gosh, I see what's going on here. You like the guy and you think I'm after your flirt. No sweetie, that would be... just, wrong."

"Why?"

"He's our boss for starters."

"Okay. I'll admit, I may have a crush on him. But I respect his relationship with her."

"Emma, you'd be going into dangerous waters if you fall for him."

Too late.

"Sharon would skin you alive and hang your skin in the middle of the street. Mr. Hollen is everything to her. My advice to you, get over that crush of yours because he'll never love you how he loves his soon-to-be wife. Remember when I asked you if you were screwing him like the maid before me?"

I nodded.

"Well she did fall for him. She was so in love with him that she revolved around him and nothing else. I believe they were involved for five months before he met Sharon. He had both of them in the palm of his hand. The other maid was found out when Sharon came over to the mansion unexpected. She made a scene. He fired her on the spot."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He really was a player and now he wanted to play with me. I was becoming angry. How could he do that to me?

"I know what it's like to love someone who won't love you back. Almost every woman has been down that road in life, but you can't just give in like that because you won't win. You'll never win."

She was speaking like a philosopher but she was right; you can't win in a battle like that. I sighed as I looked out the window. A black car was parked along the front lawn. That must be her car.

I headed back to my room.

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It was now 6:00 pm. I went downstairs and noticed Agnes wasn't there. I went back to Halley's room.

"Hal, where's Aggie?"