tainted by actions of that weekend.
“I can’t do it.”
With tears pouring out my eyes, I ran out of the office.
Chapter 11
I ran to Caroline’s apartment as fast as I could.
She was there to greet me with a long, warm hug full of emotion.
“What happened?” she asked as I wiped the leaky mascara off my cheeks.
“He came back to restaurant,” I commented.
“And?”
“Isn’t that enough?” I sobbed as she passed across a warm cup of tea.
“That’s not enough to make you look like you’ve been crying for weeks. He must have said something to you to make you feel like that.”
“He did say something,” I said as my hands cradle around the warm cup.
“Well, what did he say?”
“He asked me to dinner.”
Caroline stared at me.
“So let me get this right – a handsome billionaire walks into a restaurant where you work as a waitress and asks to take you dinner, and that makes you cry?”
“There is more to it than that.”
“Like what?” she asked, even though she knew the answer.
“Like the fact that we slept together for money.”
“Did you?” she questioned.
“What do you mean?” I was confused by her question.
“Money never exchanged hands. He never paid you. So in reality, you have slept with a handsome billionaire because you wanted to.”
“But it was the intention that we were going to sleep together. That’s what’s important.”
“Who is it important to?”
“Me.”
“Then you need to stop crying and understand that life is about more than someone else’s morals. Just because your parents told you something was wrong, doesn’t mean it is wrong. As an adult, you get to choose what you think is right and wrong. If there was no talk of money involved, how would you have felt?”
“Like it was the best weekend of my life.”
“And what did he pay you for?”
“He said that he didn’t pay me for sex.”
Caroline looks at me confused, “So what did he offer to pay you for?”
“For the companionship.”
“So… he paid you for a weekend long date?”
I nodded.
“Did he even mention sex when he first offered the deal?”
I shook my head.
Caroline looked as me confused, “But you said…”
“He never said sex. But I thought it was implied. I never thought that someone would offer that sort of money just to have someone hang around with. He had never asked a woman on a date and he didn’t know how to spend time with a woman without paying for it. And the house looked like it hadn’t been lived in even once. I never thought that it would be possible.”
“So you assumed that he meant sex?”
“Yes. I assumed it.”
“And when you were together, was it you that initiated sex?”
I nodded again.
“Then you need to do something about this. You have a beautiful man chasing you. He may be a little awkward but by the sounds of it, his heart is in the right place.”
“Maybe…”
“Abbey, are you ready to be loved?”
“I don’t know,” tears began to leak down my cheek again.
“I think you ran away from him today because you don’t think that you’re worthy of his love. You don’t think that you could possibly deserve love like that.”
She was right.
Deep down, I didn’t think a man like Damon could fall for me.
The fact that he paid me meant that it was nothing more than a business transaction.
If he didn’t pay me, then I could never feel good enough for him.
“Abbey, I know what you’ve been through with Richard. That guy was a prick. He didn’t treat you with the love you deserved. You deserved better than the way he treated you.”
“I’m not good enough for a man like Damon,” I whispered.
“No!” Caroline snaps at me, “You are a beautiful, intelligent, funny, happy girl with a bright future in front of her. You deserve to be treated well because you treat others well.”
I didn’t respond.
I didn’t know how too.
Those were
“I can’t do it.”
With tears pouring out my eyes, I ran out of the office.
Chapter 11
I ran to Caroline’s apartment as fast as I could.
She was there to greet me with a long, warm hug full of emotion.
“What happened?” she asked as I wiped the leaky mascara off my cheeks.
“He came back to restaurant,” I commented.
“And?”
“Isn’t that enough?” I sobbed as she passed across a warm cup of tea.
“That’s not enough to make you look like you’ve been crying for weeks. He must have said something to you to make you feel like that.”
“He did say something,” I said as my hands cradle around the warm cup.
“Well, what did he say?”
“He asked me to dinner.”
Caroline stared at me.
“So let me get this right – a handsome billionaire walks into a restaurant where you work as a waitress and asks to take you dinner, and that makes you cry?”
“There is more to it than that.”
“Like what?” she asked, even though she knew the answer.
“Like the fact that we slept together for money.”
“Did you?” she questioned.
“What do you mean?” I was confused by her question.
“Money never exchanged hands. He never paid you. So in reality, you have slept with a handsome billionaire because you wanted to.”
“But it was the intention that we were going to sleep together. That’s what’s important.”
“Who is it important to?”
“Me.”
“Then you need to stop crying and understand that life is about more than someone else’s morals. Just because your parents told you something was wrong, doesn’t mean it is wrong. As an adult, you get to choose what you think is right and wrong. If there was no talk of money involved, how would you have felt?”
“Like it was the best weekend of my life.”
“And what did he pay you for?”
“He said that he didn’t pay me for sex.”
Caroline looks at me confused, “So what did he offer to pay you for?”
“For the companionship.”
“So… he paid you for a weekend long date?”
I nodded.
“Did he even mention sex when he first offered the deal?”
I shook my head.
Caroline looked as me confused, “But you said…”
“He never said sex. But I thought it was implied. I never thought that someone would offer that sort of money just to have someone hang around with. He had never asked a woman on a date and he didn’t know how to spend time with a woman without paying for it. And the house looked like it hadn’t been lived in even once. I never thought that it would be possible.”
“So you assumed that he meant sex?”
“Yes. I assumed it.”
“And when you were together, was it you that initiated sex?”
I nodded again.
“Then you need to do something about this. You have a beautiful man chasing you. He may be a little awkward but by the sounds of it, his heart is in the right place.”
“Maybe…”
“Abbey, are you ready to be loved?”
“I don’t know,” tears began to leak down my cheek again.
“I think you ran away from him today because you don’t think that you’re worthy of his love. You don’t think that you could possibly deserve love like that.”
She was right.
Deep down, I didn’t think a man like Damon could fall for me.
The fact that he paid me meant that it was nothing more than a business transaction.
If he didn’t pay me, then I could never feel good enough for him.
“Abbey, I know what you’ve been through with Richard. That guy was a prick. He didn’t treat you with the love you deserved. You deserved better than the way he treated you.”
“I’m not good enough for a man like Damon,” I whispered.
“No!” Caroline snaps at me, “You are a beautiful, intelligent, funny, happy girl with a bright future in front of her. You deserve to be treated well because you treat others well.”
I didn’t respond.
I didn’t know how too.
Those were
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