Page 5 of Craving You
Chapter Three
Lorelei
“Well,lookslikeyouaren’t the only one he pissed off,” Tris laughs.Beatris Cooper is my best friend and the only one who knows that I work at the club.She was not aware that I was fucking men for money, but she knows now.Luckily, she doesn’t judge.
“Would Omar really do this?”I ask as I read through the article.
“Shit, I don’t know.If he was that protective of you.Maybe?”she says.“But they could have just pissed someone else off.”
“They are just calling it a home invasion, so maybe it was random,” I say.
“Don’t stress.You didn’t kill them,” she says.“Also, why the fuck didn’t you call me, Lori?”
“I just… I don’t know.I just wanted to go to sleep,” I say.“I am still incredibly sore today.I knew I would be.It’s not as bad as yesterday, luckily.I stayed in bed all weekend.”
“How bad is it?”she asks.
“I’m literally swollen down there,” I say quieter when I hear Cameron, my brother, outside the office door.
“Ouch,” she says.
“Hey, Cam,” I say when he walks into my office.
“Hey.Sorry, I know you’re on lunch,” he says.“Can you join us for a meeting at one?Usually, we can take notes pretty well, but…”
“Cam, I already told you and Remy that you need to start having me join all the meetings.You should be focusing on that, and I will handle everything else.Okay?You do best with the nerdy shit, and I do better with the administrative shit.”
“I just make pretty pictures,” Tris grins.She works in marketing and leads all the graphics and marketing teams.Her degree is in graphic design and marketing, so it’s the perfect fit for her.
“I just don’t want you to feel like you have to do everything,” Cam says.
“Cam,” I sigh.“My name is on the fucking building, too.You tell me I have every right to claim this business too, so let me do my job.This is what I went to school to do.The moment you started your company, I wanted to be right here helping you two.So, I am coming to meetings and doing my job.”
“Okay.Okay,” he says.“You okay?You have been holed up in here all day.”
“Yeah.”I smile.“We are done eating, so we can walk back with you to prep for the meeting.I haven’t had a chance to bug Remy today.”
“Yeah.He was worried about you when you didn’t come to family dinner last night,” Cam says.I stand and gather my stuff before we walk out of my office.Theirs is just next door, so we don’t have far to go.
“Yeah, I just wasn’t feeling well,” I say.“We still doing dinner tonight?”
“Yeah.Mom and Dad are making ribs,” Cam says.
“Ah.Perfect,” I say as we walk into his and Remy’s office.
Remington and Cameron own Saltz & Belmont Technologies.They started it in college, and it has grown from little computer repair businesses into a full-blown software company.I think they’re the nerdiest and humblest millionaires ever.They are both set to be billionaires in the next five years, but they act like they live paycheck to paycheck.To be fair, I do too.I make six figures working for them and another five grand a week at the club.
“Hey, Remy,” I say sweetly.
“Hey, Lori,” he says, matching my smile.Remy is the sweetest and gentlest man I have ever met.He is kind and compassionate, but he has a nasty temper.I’ve only ever seen it once when I was raped by a classmate in high school.I called him when I snuck out to a party after I was cornered and raped bloody by the quarterback of the football team.He told Cameron, and when they showed up, I really thought they were going to murder him.After that, his parents abruptly moved across the state in the middle of senior year, and I never went to another party.
Remy is big and muscly but wears these reading glasses that are admittedly hot as fuck.God, when he looks up at me over the top rim of them with a straight face?Fuckingswoon.He doesn’t even see it, though.He is so damn innocent.I can be a brat to him all day long, and he will just call me silly.Occasionally I hit a nerve, and he will just bearhug me and tickle my sides until I nearly piss myself.I think that Remy is the absolute love of my life, but a man like him deserves so much more than a whore who has been run through by all of New York City.
“How are you?”I ask.
“I am well,” he says as he stands and hugs me tightly.Fuck, I love his hugs.I could live here in his arms.“How are you?”
“I’m okay,” I say quietly.
