There, now she knew how bad I was in the bedroom. Silence.
“What,” Rachel said indignantly “what did that bastard say to you, Flair?”
I looked up miserably “He said that I was frigid and that it wasn’t enjoyable because of it.”
Rachel let out a low growl “And what about you Flair? Did you enjoy it?” she demanded, her eyes piercing.
It felt like she was looking through my very soul. I thought about lying to her, but she could always see right through my lies, every time.
“I tried to” I admitted sheepishly “I knew the first time would hurt and I expected that but I thought afterward that…”
“It would get better,” Rachel said knowingly, leaning forward and putting her chin in her hand, regarding me with sympathy “and it didn’t did it?”
“It was me,” I said “I just couldn’t enjoy it. Maybe I am frigid” I admitted in a panic “oh my god, what if Grayson thinks the same thing?” I asked.
Rachel sighed “Flair, I don’t think you’re frigid. I think a man uses that excuse when he’s piss-poor in bed and doesn’t want to blame himself for it. There’s a very big difference in your enjoyment when you have somebody who’s experienced enough to know what you like and want. I’m guessing Johnathon never bothered to learn about what turned you on, or what you enjoyed?”
“I thought that you know, you just endured it for the sake of being married” I admitted lowly.
Rachel burst into laughter “Oh Flair, you poor darling” she trilled “You’re in for a very big surprise tonight then. I suspect Grayson is not the kind to be a selfish lover and if you’ve never enjoyed sex before now, something tells me you will with him.”
“Really?” I said skeptically.
She winked at me “Oh honey, life is too short for bad sex. I’ve had multiple partners and I can assure you when the sex is good, the sex is very good” she said with wide eyes “I’m going to make one teeny tiny suggestion though” she added shrewdly.
“What’s that?” I asked, dreading the answer.
She raked her gaze over me. “Learn to relax and stop dreading it. Treat this as though it’s your first time all over again. I suggest you put on some lingerie, sexy lingerie” she amended quickly, “and you make something delicious for your husband to enjoy as a treat after dinner. The most important thing that you need to remember though” she admonished me as she began to stand up and reach for her bag, leaving me looking at her perplexed “is that Grayson isn’t Johnathon. It’s really not fair to compare the two” she advised me “when Grayson is in a whole different league of his own. Now have fun and I want to hear all the juicy details when you come into work next” she said cheerfully, swinging her bag over her shoulder and heading for the door “Oh and Flair, give Grayson the benefit of the doubt, the man has a past of his own and something tells me that it’s not as pleasant as he makes it out to be.”
With that parting shot, she was gone.
Grayson POV
“Your wife seems very kind sir,” Timothy said respectfully as we pored over paperwork in the office.
“She is and she’s gorgeous, funny, and kind” I murmured, as I signed some documents, my laptop opened in front of me.
I was half listening to Timothy while I did my work.
“Are you worried about the engagement party though?” he pressed “The invitation arrived today” he added, handing it over to me.
I viewed it and then placed it in my briefcase, a wry smile on my face. “I’m not nervous,” I said calmly “but my grandfather must be. I know for a fact that Charlotte had her greedy little eyes on the ring I’ve given my wife and I’m certain there’s going to be a debacle over that when she spots the ring on Flair’s finger at the party.”
In fact, I was counting on it. At least the engagement party was going to be anything but boring, I thought with a twinkle in my eyes.
I grinned picturing it all in my mind. Timothy’s jaw dropped open “Your grandfather gave you that ring, even though your sister wanted it. Does he like family drama?” he asked incredulously “is he intentionally trying to cause a rift?”
I gave a small laugh “The old man just doesn’t like being told what to do. I gather he’s not impressed with Charlotte’s fiancee Johnathon so far. There are no surprises there considering that he had an affair with her, while still married to Flair. My grandfather abhors those who cheat on their wives, so already he’s in the bad books. I’m hoping my grandfather however will be impressed with Flair when I introduce her to him.”
My voice was bland. It mattered not if Flair didn’t impress the old geezer but things would go a lot smoother if she did.
“Well, there’s a lot of wealthy families coming to this engagement party” Timothy warned, as I glanced at him “Even your old friend Ian Grant is going, I’ve heard” he commented with a hint of excitement in his voice.
I grinned. “Ah yes, Ian,” I said with fondness” It feels like forever since I have last caught up with him. The Grants are wealthier and more powerful than even the Deluca family and put Charlotte to shame. She’s afraid to offend them and she even had a crush on Ian once but he turned her down. The man has good taste in women and knows which ones to avoid. Do you know they have a sister in their midst that has never been photographed?” I asked him softly “Not once in our friendship has Ian ever shown me a picture of her. Says she’s shy and doesn’t like to have it taken. I’m willing to bet it’s the old man’s way of protecting her from being kidnapped and ransomed for their family fortune.”
“Well, you can hardly blame her old man for wanting to do that. It’s happened to other wealthy families” Timothy said agreeably “But you’ve never met her? Not even when you visited Ian?” he pressed intrigued.
I shook my head. “No. Ian always visited me at my place and I never questioned it. It’s a shame really. With how handsome Ian is, there is no doubt in my mind that his sister would be just as remarkably beautiful.”
“Are you saying if you could have her, you would choose her over Flair?” Timothy asked looking a little taken aback and indignant on Flair’s behalf.
“No,” I said immediately “Flair is stunning and I have already developed an attachment to her. Just because a woman is beautiful on the outside, it doesn’t necessarily mean they are beautiful on the inside. My sister Charlotte is a testament to that fact” I said icily “and what need do I have of wealth or connections when I’ve managed to create and extend this law firm on my own dime? I was merely saying it would have been nice to meet the woman who has been hidden so well from the world. A curiosity thing, nothing other than that” I assured Timothy.
One couldn’t help wondering what a mystery woman looked like. It was intriguing. I glanced at the clock and sighed. Timothy noticed and gave me a smug look. “You’re impatient” he accused me “You want to get home to your new wife” he added amused.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.