Hot Sugar by Cassandra Dee

Author:Cassandra Dee [Dee, Cassandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-16T16:00:00+00:00

My mind races trying to prepare myself for what may play as the video loads. It’s the longest thirty seconds of my life before I see him, even more handsome than I remember, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, surrounded by onlookers as he stands in front of the hotel.

With a huge pair of scissors, he cuts a large red ribbon, smiling at the crowd as everyone cheers him on. My pelvic muscles tense as he looks into the camera and I feel as though he can actually see me.

“Mr. Channing! Mr. Channing! Will you bring Carrie to the new hotel?” My hand rushes to my mouth hearing my name from a reporter. There’s a small, but resounding gasp from the audience as everyone knows how taboo a question about me is.

My brows scrunch together in anger that this stranger would attempt to ruin a day Mason has been working so hard for. When he told me about the hotel opening, he was so excited, and now he has to answer questions about me in front of all those important men? How embarrassing.

“She was actually supposed to come with me on this trip, and if it wasn’t for the comfortable bed in our presidential suite, I don’t think I would’ve gotten a blink of sleep without her. For those of you who don’t know, Carrie is my girlfriend, and the love of my life. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I can’t wait to have her back by my side. Thanks for coming out, now let’s see the hotel,” he smiles, looking into the camera once more, and this time I’m sure he’s looking at me.

My heart is frozen in my chest, and it hurts to breathe as my mind struggles to make sense of what I’ve just watched. Rewinding and replaying his words, unable to comprehend how he’s told this to a reporter before me.

“Carrie is my girlfriend, and the love of my life. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I can’t wait to have her back by my side.” I play this three second clip until I’ve memorized his words and cadence, still in disbelief.

Then it occurs to me, the title of the article is essentially accusing him of doing this to clear his image, so it could be nothing more than a PR stunt. Besides, who would still care about how we met if we were in love? It takes the scandalous nature right out of the story.

The bell to our apartment buzzes but I can’t move a muscle. My eyes are trained on the iPad, staring at the screen while my vision blurs from the influx of tears begging to release after being suppressed for the better part of two days.

“Do you hear that? Did you order anything?” I hear Nicole from the hallway, but can’t bring myself to look up at her.

“No,” I manage before she crosses the living room to the front door, mumbling about who it could be.

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