The Billionaire's Mistress 1 by M. S. Parker

Author:M. S. Parker [Parker, M. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Belmonte Publishing, LLC
Published: 2016-06-04T04:00:00+00:00

It was a short flight, but that didn’t keep me from ordering a second rum and coke, or enjoying the excellent snacks they offered first class passengers. The brownie brittle was something I could get addicted to. When I told the attendant, she rolled her eyes and said, “Tell me about it. Sometimes, it’s all I can do not to eat five or six bags.”

After she left, I absently flipped open the jewelry box I still hadn’t put away.

I didn't know what drove me to do it, but I found myself sliding the ring onto my finger. Just to see what it looked like.

The lights hit it, flashing up at me. “It’s a miracle people don’t go blind wearing bling like this,” I muttered. Someone with a real job couldn't wear something like this. It'd be a safety hazard for sure.

Still, I wondered what it would be like, having a man go down on bended knee and offer me a ring like this. To have a man love me that much.

“Wow. I didn’t see that earlier. Congratulations.”

I blinked, looking up at the attendant.

“I take it you’re still getting used to it?”

Oh, shit…she thought the ring was mine.

Well, no shit, moron! You’re wearing it!

My face flamed. “Um, yeah. Very much so.” I gave her a nervous smile. “I had no idea it was coming, you know? Just surprised the hell out of me.”

“That’s so sweet.”

The genuine smile on her face made me feel even worse than I already did, and I hurriedly passed her my trash, relieved when a voice announced that we were beginning our initial descent. Soon we wouldn’t be able to chat, and I could put this all behind me.

I waited until everybody was told to put their tables up and the attendant was off to make sure everyone complied before I went to take the ring off. I didn’t want her to see.

Tugging at the ring, I told myself I deserved to feel bad for being so juvenile. What sort of woman tried on another woman's engagement ring?

And it wasn't budging.

Oh, shit!

Shit!

All throughout the descent and the slow, tedious trip up to the gate, I tugged and twisted on the ring. Tears burned my eyelids, and I only kept them back by telling myself that if I made a scene, people would know how incredibly stupid I'd been. Finally, I made myself stop. My finger was swollen, getting sore now and the more I kept it up, the harder it would be.

What would my mother do?

Smack me for being so stupid. That made me smile a little, and that helped me start to calm down. I needed to think instead of panicking. If my finger was swelling, I needed to get the swelling down. Having an active and accident-prone little brother had taught me that cold brought down swelling. I didn't have access to ice or anything like that – unless I wanted to ask an attendant if there was any I could have – so I needed to figure out the next-best thing.

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