The BillionaireBy: Jordan Silver
"Miss. Halston on the line for you sir." Shit, I knew why she was calling; Lynn isn't a stupid woman. She knew the signs and what they meant. I haven't touched her in three and a half weeks. I couldn't, it seemed my body and mind maybe even my heart had already moved on.
"Gideon, what's going on?"
"Now's not a good time." I scrubbed my hand over my face this was not a conversation for here and now.
"It hasn't been a good time in about a month, if you have something to say to me why don't you just say it?"
"This isn't the way to do this." I'm nothing if not a gentleman after all and though I have no fear of confrontation I don’t like messy scenes. I’d been putting things off with her because well truth be known how the fuck do you break up with someone who was just a fuck buddy? I erroneously thought all it took was me not seeing her, which I haven’t in weeks, but apparently we were gonna do this shit the hard fucking way.
"No let's do this now, are you cheating on me?"
Two things pissed me the fuck off about that, one was her tone and two was the implication. I understood her feelings of rejection, but I'm sure she'd feel a hell of a lot worst if I fucked her while imagining someone else.
We'd been fucking each other exclusively for the past two years, but she knew better, she knew I didn't harbor those feelings for her, I never once pretended to. She was just as free as I to move on at any time that was the understanding we had.
"First of all, we don't have that type of relationship so it wouldn't be construed as cheating. Second of all that's not who I am, but there has been a change of late, which I had planned to discuss with you later on tonight..."
"Look just tell me whatever it is you have to say, I'm a big girl, I can take it."
So you say, but I know better. The pristine Ms. Halston who's ever vaunted in the gossip rags as the epitome of social grace can throw a temper tantrum like none I'd ever seen. Of course with me she's all that is sweet but I've heard the stories, though she's always been careful to keep that side hidden from me. I don't tolerate that sort of behavior in anyone.
"Okay then, I think we should call it quits." What the fuck she wants to do this now? No skin off my nose.
"You...." Here we go I gave up my morning fix for this shit? I knew she’d be gone already by the time I got back to the window the sidewalk was only but so fucking long.
"How could you just decide that with no warning, nothing? You didn't even discuss it with me first."
"Lynn you knew this day was coming, you knew we weren't going anywhere. We both used each other to fill a need, it's over, and just so you know I'm not doing this drama bullshit with you. You wanted me to tell you now instead of later. There you have it."
"Who is she?"
I hung up the phone, yes I'm a cold bastard, never said any different. No one questions me.
I never once lied to her, never led her on or made her believe that we would ever be anything more than what we had been.
The second my feelings changed I distanced myself. I just wanted to do things in a more humane way. Maybe I should've just ended it that first day when I realized where my thoughts were leading me.
This shit was going to turn over a whole lot of fucking apple carts, but I've never been one to let convention stand in my way.
She was a seventeen-year old girl I'm nine years older, that too was a small matter when weighed against what she could mean to me. I had a lot to think about but at least now one hurdle had been cleared. With Lynn out of the picture I was now free to make my move. I knew she would no longer be standing there across the street but I still headed for the window staring at the place I'd last seen her.
"I'm coming for you little one." The decision has been made, before long I will have her. Maybe then my heart will stop beating the hell out of my chest.
Every day I wished to see him again the guy with the crazy hair but to no avail, only that one time and then nothing since then. He had the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen; even from the distance I’d seen the lightness of them. I’ve dreamt of him every night since that first day. Just one glance and he had captured me. I walk slower when I reach the place where I'd got that first glimpse of him. My heart races every time as I wonder if today will be the day. I know it's just a silly little girl's dream, something that will never be, but it's the only light in my otherwise bleak world. I want to cry when I don't see him but I'm stronger than that so I hold back the tears. Maybe one day I'll see him from afar and I can relive the joy of the moment as I do now. I sometimes feel a prickling sensation just when I reach this very spot but I know I’m just being fanciful. Things like that don’t happen in real life and they certainly don’t happen to girls like me.