Page 124 of The Gift
Despite loving being saturated in her peachy scent, we shower again, and I flick off a response to one of Henley’s fifty texts asking where we are. I send him a picture of her swollen pussy in response. And a second later, I get a serious text asking if she’s okay.
What do you think? I showed our o how many o’s it takes to make the demons disappear. Leaving now. Watch out for us, we’re the smoking hot power couple ;)
Hen replies instantly.
K & R coming with. K’s pissed off. The police found one of Donnie’s fingerprints at her place.
“Fuck,” I hiss under my breath, fixing up my tie that I swapped out to match the dress Koda laid out for her earlier.
“All okay?” she asks as she puts on a beige-coloured pump, it goes with the tight as hell, eggshell blue dress that hugs all her curves, way past her knees too. She looks like a bomb.
Helping Bailey fix her hair, brushing it so it doesn’t look like I fucked her into next week, I give her the update.
“Ashton, that’s disgusting. The police really found a fingerprint? Where?”
I pick up her sling. All of us are experts of putting the contraption on. I grab a glass of water and another couple of pain med tablets before answering.
“Near the light switch in your walk-in closet.”
She shivers, pulling a face, and we walk up the stairs together, she’s in her head but not like she was before.
“Without a doubt, it means he knows I’m an omega. So, what gives? What would be his play, do you think?”
“Blackmail, I’d guess.”
“He wouldn’t have put two and two together? Like, seriously you guys haven’t left my side for a few weeks now.”
“How horrified would you be if I told you we bugged his office weeks ago, and he has no clue?”
She laughs, spinning around, wrapping one arm around my neck. “Not at all. Did you get anything juicy we can blackmail him with first? Like perhaps, we should play his game? I mean, I should.”
“Nah, Bailey girl, your ass is going in those shorts tomorrow come hell or high water. Nothing is stopping you from telling the world tomorrow how lucky our pack is. One fuck stick today won’t change our future. Besides, you already know what we have set up for his downfall.” I kiss her cheek because her red lipstick is immaculate.
Within thirty minutes, things start to fall into place, exactly like they should too.
Carmen maintains a blank façade at Bailey’s confession she’s an omega, which doesn’t concern me. Carmen is one of those women who is a big picture player, where she is the only important and relevant player. It takes her barely a minute to catalogue what it means to her before she responds. Her reaction is true to her narcissistic tendencies, and I’ve never expected much more from Carmen, so I’m not disappointed by her reaction. Although knowing my sensitive girl like I’m fast discovering, she will be a little hurt. She’ll hide it until the night is at its darkest, but she’ll be wounded.
Donnie yells like the asshole he is. “Do you mean to tell me since the day you walked into this office, everything has been a complete fabrication? You lied on your resume to get this job?”
“Are you talking about my work, or me as a person, Donnie? Because I have to say, I think it will be better to separate the two,” Bailey replies with her head held high, her voice crystal clear.
“You think it will be better, huh?” He stands abruptly, his beady eyes locked on her as she sits calmly, and professionally, on the other side of his desk.
If the weaselly cunt doesn’t tone down his aggression, it will be on the opposite side of the window before he splats to the road below. I’ll smash the window and kick his ass out myself.
And yet as difficult as it is to watch and not react, he still hasn’t put together, that we’re together, like a pack. Although Henley was already in the meeting when we walked in. Reno is waiting out the doors and Koda always looks like an asshole. On the way over, we all agreed our approach would be staged in case we can get more information out of him before we… destroy his life is the best way to describe it.
“I do want you to separate the two things. Because let’s be frank, Exposé would not be as successful as they are today if I hadn’t accepted your job offer. My achievements in my career happened due to hard work and dedication, not my designation. Much like being a woman hasn’t held me back, being a hidden omega hasn’t either. I made sure neither impacted my career.”
“You lied on your resume!”
“Nowhere in your employment procedure do you seek designation clarification. The practice was banned by the Screen Players Guild in line with the government employment regulations. Mandatory DNA testing is discriminatory.”
“Don’t you fucking play that card with me.” He jabs his finger at her. And my girl only smiles demurely in return.
“You want to be careful how you speak with my client, Donnie. I’m happy to finish this discussion, which we did not need to initiate, now if you like,” Lennon’s voice joins in, the telephone making her voice sound strangely metallic although it is always the same in every discussion or conversation I’ve had with her.
When Bailey speaks with her on Facetime, I swear it’s a different Lennon.
