Post by admin on May 7, 2006 14:05:28 GMT
Yeah yeah, I know. It’s been a long time. I’ve had computer troubles, followed by shay troubles, followed by more computer troubles, and then internet troubles all mixed in with a bit of photo bucket troubles. You’d think someone was trying to tell me not to update wouldn’t you?!
Now please excuse some of the pictures, I have had some troubles with my game and such, but I think I got it sorted now.
But hurrah! Here it is! Chapter 13! Woot woot! It’s been so long though, here is a summary of what you have most probably forgotten:
Shay Delaney, a hot shot businessman and C.O to the Coral Beach Hotel Corporation, has made a deal with Maggie Milne in which she agreed to marry him for the sum of 25 000 pounds.
Maggie, who is overweight, a day dreamer, an old romantic and a general embarrassment to herself, has undoubtedly fallen head over heels in love with Shay.
After completing the first part of the deal where they marry in front of Shay’s parents, Maggie’s dreams come true when she spends an unforgettable night of woohoo and naughtiness with Shay.
Perfect. Shay has fallen for her too, that just goes without saying. Now the next part of the business deal should be easy. Just convince his boss’ that they are happily married. Easy- peasy -lemon -squeezy …… right?
Chapter 13 – Never Play with Shay…
You know when you have to get up for work or something important in the morning, but it doesn’t matter how many times the alarm goes off, how loud it is, how much sleep you have had, how desperately important your day is, there is just no way you are getting up without a fight.
And then when you don’t have to get up at all, but have a luxurious lazy morning catching up on all the sleep you were so positive you needed to top up, you find that you wake up anyway and just can’t get back to sleep for all the money in the world.
Doesn’t that just bug you? I needed to restore all the energy I used up last night. And woooo what a night! I could feel myself smiling smugly in my conscious state of sleep.
Why should I get up anyway? I wanted to stay and feel like this forever. I felt fantastic, gorgeous, glowing, sexy, radiant and quite sore between the legs too.
I was aware of Shay next to me and it made a little ripple of pleasure run up my spine and zip through my heart to know his body was so close to mine. I had all the confidence that a woman who knows she is loved should have. And with this new empowering emotion, I snuggled up close to Shay and let blissful sleep wash over me once again.
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When I woke again later that day, I noticed the warmth of Shay’s body had turned into a cold, empty space next to me.
‘He’s showering, or he’s gone to get breakfast….’ I thought straight away.
But he wasn’t in the shower, and by the time I had showered and dressed, it was obvious he wasn’t going to turn up with delightful eats for breakfast.
I made my way to reception, keeping an eye peeled for any sign of Shay.
“Can I help you madam?” enquired a professional voice belonging to the receptionist.
“Er… yes. Is Shay about anywhere?” I asked in a voice that I hoped sounded a little less anxious than I felt.
“Mr. Delaney left for the office at 10AM madam” she answered pleasantly.
I checked my watch. It was half past 12 now, but of course he probably hadn’t wanted to wake me.
The receptionist eyed me pitifully.
“Don’t get your hopes up” she said in a whispered undertone “you probably won’t hear from him again.”
I stared at her puzzled. What is she on about?
“Er… right. Well…thanks anyway” I mumbled, before returning the key and heading out into the hot sunshine.
Well, it was 12.30 now. Almost lunchtime….. maybe I could call into the office, surprise Shay, take him for lunch.
My heart jumped at the thought, and smiling insanely all over again, I hailed a cab to visit Shay.
I literally skipped up the stairs to his office, and even though I was staggering for breath when I got to the top, I was just as breathless at the thought of seeing Shay again.
My stomach gurgled nervously as I advanced towards reception, wondering where Kirsty was, Shay’s not so personal PA.
The waiting room was empty, and I wondered if Shay was actually in his office at all. Nobody seemed to be about anywhere.
I took a step towards the double doors that open into his stylish bachelor style office, but I wasn't expecting what I saw.
“Kate!” Shay said in surprise, jumping slightly when he saw me standing there.
“Kate?” Kirsty asked, looking Shay as if he had gone mad.
Er.. Maggie..” I corrected quietly.
“Oh! Maggie!” Kirsty laughed in surprise, waving hello guiltily.
Shay sat at his computer, looking a bit shifty. He gave the air of having too much work to do, but then there is always enough time for a back rub from Kirsty I thought bitterly.
“I’m just going to get a coffee I think…” Kirsty announced, taking in the prickly atmosphere.
Why was this whole scene not making sense to me? I had a horrible sense of disillusionment washing around me, and I knew something was about to hit the fan, be it the famous brown stuff or not, it wasn’t going to be nice, that much I could tell.
Kirsty closed the door sharply behind her, making me jump slightly.
Now come on Maggie. So he was getting a back rub from his PA. That’s no reason to get jealous. It’s just a PA job, yeah…. it’s just her job…
“So, er.. I wondered if you might want to..”
“What are you doing here Kate?” Shay cut me off with a hint if sharp ice in his voice, looking up at me from the screen.
I hesitated at the question. I had come to see him, wasn’t that obvious?
“Well, I thought you might want to go to lunch?” I asked, my voice rising slightly in nervous anxiety.
“I’m too busy” he snapped unnecessarily.
“Right… sorry…” I mumbled.
Shay sighed and got up from his desk, coming towards me.
“Kate about last night…” he began, fiddling with his hands.
Then he stopped and looked at me carefully.
I knew what was coming. I could tell from the expression in his eyes, and he could tell from the pained expression in my eyes that I knew too.
“I’m sorry Kate….” He whispered softly.
I could feel my throat constricting from the effort of not crying. I didn’t want him to see how much I was hurt all of a sudden, and so I asked my most stupid question to date.
“Sorry about what?” I asked, trying to keep my face straight and emotionless. I was damned if I was going to make this easy for Shay.
“Last night was a mistake Kate. We should never have gone that far.”
“I don’t think it was a mistake at all!” I gasped, the shock of what he was saying hitting me hard, even if I had been expecting it.
What was going on here? How can something that magical all of a sudden be a mistake? He loved me! I felt it last night, he must have felt it too!
Shay closed his eyes in an aggrieved way. He looked uncomfortable, and couldn’t look me in the eye anymore.
“I was afraid you would say that. But it was for me Kate. I can’t be getting involved with anyone right now. I have a business deal with you to keep at just that, a business deal. And to top it off Kate, I just don’t find you attractive, I’m sorry.” He shrugged, as if to say that was it, pure and simple.
“You found me attractive enough last night!” I said loudly, getting slightly hysterical.
I had imagined that this was going to happen, of course I had. Nothing ever good happens to me, and if it does, I always manage to mess it up somehow. But what I had feared might happen was hurting more than I could have dared.
“Kate please! It was sex! Just sex! Of course I’m going to find someone attractive when I’m horny!” he hissed at me, desperate for me to keep my voice down. He was getting angry now. Maybe he thought I would be easier to dump than this.
I stared at him in disbelief. I never thought he could be so brutal, so downright piggish!
Fine tell me you don’t want me, and that it was all a big a mistake, but is it really necessary to make me feel like something you scraped of your shoe?!
“So I was just a piece of shaggable meat was I?” I whispered, tears brimming with no concern.
“Kate, it wasn’t like that. If I thought you weren’t interested in me I would never have done it, but it was pretty obvious you found me attractive….so in a way I gave you what you wanted” he tried to cover up his tracks wearily, but this just made it 10 times worse.
I opened and closed my mouth like a goldfish, stuck for what to say. I should have read all the signs, the house maid, Kirsty, the receptionist’s comments, even his mothers comments….
I suddenly felt very stupid indeed.
I felt embarrassed and suddenly very very hot. I needed to get out of here, and away from Shay Delaney and his obnoxious excuses. I had heard enough so I turned on my heel and headed for the door.
“Kate…” he started, and I wheeled back round to face him, suddenly furious.
“MY NAME IS MAGGIE!” I roared, before swinging back round and slamming the door behind me.
I didn’t wait for a reaction, or to see his face before I left. I hated him. I hated him with every fibre in my body.
Kirsty looked at me in surprise again, clearly just having heard everything that had been said.
“Bye Maggie…” she started, but I was half way down the stairs, my face hot and my eyes blinded through my pathetic tears of self pity.
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Nothing had changed when I got back.
The lounge looked the same, the sofa was still beat up. There was still pictures of a vain Alex lovingly placed in obscure places. It still smelt of Yomi’s hairspray and expensive perfume, and even though the décor was still dungy and dank, the place was as always, spotlessly clean.
The only trouble was, I had changed. And this didn’t feel like home anymore. I wanted to feel some sort of comfort from the place, but I felt even more misplaced and deserted than I had back in Shay’s office.
Yomi suddenly came out from the bedroom and stopped in her tracks when she saw me.
“Excuse me?! What do you think you are…..Maggie?!” she exclaimed, recognising me suddenly.
“Bloody hell! What happened?” she asked in amazement.
What happened? Hmmm, well where do I begin? I married a complete stranger for a whole bunch of money, fell in love with him, had woohoo with him and the whole time I was foolish enough to believe he might feel the same way. What was more, I knew I had thirty thousand winging its way to my bank right now, and I felt like some dirty but expensive prostitute.
I burst into desperate tears.
“Cripes….” muttered Yomi.
Now, I can get some peace at last! ;D