Page 16 of Empowered
“It is if it’s upsetting you.”
Sarah stole her brother’s wineglass and helped himself, since her glass was empty. “Fuck you, Nigel.”
“I’m not judging you.”
“If you were, I’d call you a jealous bitch because you only nut in one girl.”
“So defensive.” Nigel slipped off his stool at the island counter, taking his empty plate to the kitchen sink. “Who gives a shit as long as you’re taking care of yourself?”
“You don’t think I am.”
He stopped halfway toward his room. “If it’s making you act like this, then no.”
Sarah hated her brother in that instance. Where did he get off acting so flippant about her promiscuous lifestyle? Wasn’t he supposed to be hersavior?The man who protected her safety and honor, or whatever crap he put himself through a few months ago? “Different man every time I go!” she called after him. “Sometimes more than one!”
Nigel waved at her before closing his bedroom door with a soft click.
“You ever been gangbanged?” Sarah launched off her stool, but stopped at the end of the counter. “You ever taken…” Her yell fell to a defeated whisper. “Four dicks at once… damnit.”
She cleaned up the dishes as music began to play in her brother’s room. After that, she retreated to her own room, and the two of them didn’t speak for the rest of the night. Aside from a text from Nigel that said,“Please take care of yourself,”and nothing more.
Sarah threw her phone across the room.
***
“Hey!” Sarah walked into the conference room, thinking it was empty. Unfortunately, Lucas was in there, having a private phone call. He ignored her as she swept by and cleaned up the debris from that morning’s meeting. “How goes it?”
He wasn’t talking to her. He wasn’t even acknowledging her presence as he stared out the window and at the sunny winter weather.
“Great, great! Yes, I miss you a lot too.”
Sarah glanced up from her gathering. No, the man still wasn’t wearing a wedding ring. There was a class ring on his right hand, but nothing on his left.Bastard. Does your wife know you’re not wearing one while you’re here?All Sarah knew about Lucas’s personal situation was that his permanent address was in Copenhagen, with a family home in Chicago. The night they “shared” in New York was him escorting some Danish friends from Copenhagen, where he had been staying the past few months.
“I promise I’ll see you soon. I’m going to buy you a present before then. What do you want? Anything you want. What? Disneyworld? Well, don’t know about that…”
Sarah showed herself out. Lucas’s smile as he spoke with his wife made her sick. What would Disney characters say about his adultery?
To think, Sarah had considered going back to New York that weekend to wash the taste of his cum-covered dick out of her mouth. Instead, she would probably stay home and get drunk off the wine she and her brother otherwise refused to drink.
***
“I need you to go to the Estate today, Ms. Clayborn.” Damon Monroe finally looked up from his papers on his desk. “I’m sorry. I hate to ask it of you, but Ms. Oduya took today off.”
“It’s not a problem.” Sarah picked up the notes her boss had left for her to take. “I’ll type these up and then head over to the Estate.”
Mr. Monroe studied her blank reaction before accepting her compliance. “Very well. Take my car. I don’t need it until I go home, and you should be back by then.” He turned his full attention back to his computer. “Send my wife in on your way out, would you?”
“Yes, sir.” Sarah hustled out. Mrs. Monroe sat on a couch in the main office, her body language pointed directly to Mr. Blackbourne, who sat on the other end of the couch. Sarah hated that she had to approach them both. At the same time, even.
“Yes?” Alice asked. Lucas sat with only a complimentary glance in Sarah’s direction.
“Mr. Monroe requests your presence in his office, ma’am.”
While Alice smiled, Sarah briefly made eye contact with Lucas. He was the one who broke it when he turned his attention to his cell phone screen.
Sarah was not in a hurry to head to the Monroe Estate far out of town, but what choice did she have when it was an order from the boss? She needed to be back before the end of the work day, anyway. Best to leave as soon as she could.
In the back of her boss’s car, while the driver maneuvered through traffic, Sarah texted her brother.“I have to go to that place.”
