Silence Reveals Hidden Answers’ by Michael Anderson novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82

Jennifer Marie.

I put my hand to the other side of the bed but Harvey is not there.

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My eyes open clearer this time around and I groan, feeling bad that he’s not here anymore. How long have I been sleeping?

Then I smile, closing my eyes when I think about how he handled me right before he left the bed. So embarrassing, how he shook me, I scream a little over the bed in laughter, moving with the sheets when I think about how we are back together.

When I finally reopen my eyes, I bite my lip and try to calm myself down. Am I a whore? Of course I’m a whore… how did I go from making a guy that looked like he was about to destroy the whole earth and then make him…what was that style he did? Walking around and thrusting in me all at the same time….that was, my legs were shaking. Gosh. Harvey is so strong.

I was literally sob moaning, from the hips grabbing to when he placed my legs on his hard shoulder after making me flatten on his table. And with that wicked thrust, took me to a direction that got me shamelessly sobbing. Orgasms….I couldn’t count.

No…I swear…..I refuse to imagine him being with another girl. I even refuse to see myself with someone else. Someone this charming, this funny, this willing to burn the earth for me because he thought I was with another dude? It’s Harvey or….no

one.

I bite my lip again, blushing and this time….feeling tingles in my breasts as if his mouth were still there. I want him again. I-

Wait. Am I not supposed to be somewhere?

Shit. The soiree!?

I get up as fast as I can naked and then I put my hand over myself but realize I’m in Harvey’s room with no one else in here. I see my clothes over at the side.

I also see his shirt that’s been folded neatly like he left it there on purpose.

Oh. So he wants me to wear his shirt, huh? Okay, Okay, I need a shower. The last time I was in this room it was a mess…I saw Jenna’s panties and… actually, doesn’t even matter anymore,

I find the bathroom. I swear I feel like lurking around touching things…notably, Harvey’s things but I don’t have time. I get into his shower and see all his…well bodywashes that have names like Hunter, Broadway…is there anything to war-ship looking here? I guess not and I’m already naked…I might just use his products after all.

That makes me blush again as I turn on the shower and get under the warm heat. They do smell nice

I put on his shirt, and shorts, grabbing my stuff and leaving his room.

Elio meets me on my way out and I…I open my mouth with nothing to say for the first seconds because um. didn’t hear us. I was pretty loud.

“Morning Miss Jennifer.”

“Uh…morn…ing.”

“Breakfast?”

“Breakfast?”

“No, I have to get ready for a soiree-” I glance behind him and spot the most gorgeous crispy chicken staring back at me from the kitchen. Oh my god, that looks so good. “You know what? I’ll take one or two. To go. I can eat while I drive.”

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“Sure. He goes to grab some handfuls for me into a fancy looking French bag and I’m just standing there like an idiot, tucking my hair behind my ear, hoping.. wait. Baxter. Is Baxter in there too?

“Here you go.”

“Um, I hope last night wasn’t-

“Oh the rooms are soundproof ma’am.” He says as if he knows exactly what I’m embarrassed about and that makes me even more shy so I just nod aggressively. “Thank you for making Harvey come back to his senses. No pun intended.” Elio walks away and I wonder what he means by ‘no pun intended.

Oh. Come to his senses. This old man-

I take the bag and quickly leave Harvey’s place so I can go home, dress up and get ready for the soiree before mom kills me.

After a thirty-something minutes’ drive, I get to the apartment and I’m seeing mom’s texts already…she’s asking if I have a date because apparently the daughters are bringing dates and I must bring a date.

What the hell?

This has never been part of the soiree before. Am I not enough for her? Do I need a plus-one to be considered a functioning daughter now?

I huff out of the elevator with eyes glued to my phone, and literally bump into Anita.

“Morning!”

“Morning…” I’m still looking at my phone, trying to check online what the rules of the soiree are. Oh, there…I see it. The 52nd Annual Manhattan City Soiree

All daughters of attending families must bring a date (NO EXCEPTIONS) Plus-ones must be pre-registered with the committee by previous dates Doors open at 12 PM sharp. Family tradition.

“Um, you won’t believe it.” Anita says but I don’t have time.

“Anita, I swear I do not have time for a discussion.” I look at her and instantly notice that she’s put something on…isn’t that… Jenna’s door?

EVICTION NOTICE is written boldly on the white paper in black fonts. Bold. Black. Official.

My jaw drops. “Is that-”

“Yeah…” Anita adjusts her glasses. “The owner recently sold the property; they closed a really good deal on it and for a second I thought I was gonna lose my job as the manager but turns out the new owner wanted to keep me. I swear I don’t understand why they would buy it just to keep it the exact way it is except, the new owner wants Jenna evicted.”

I look at the door and look at Anita. Then I laugh…cause that’s funny, whoever this person is just solved my freaking problem. Whoa!

“Yeah, probably her enemy or something if you ask me. Someone who wants nothing to do with her so bad that they would buy Ocean springs just to get her out.”

“Whoa, I wonder who that is.” I’m curious for a moment as I chuckle, no….I start laughing hysterically. I even try not to point and laugh at the eviction notice. Honestly I should text Tinka so we can literally laugh at it together and try to guess if there’s just another relationship she’s trying to ruin that has caused this to happen.

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