Part 26 (1/2)

”We're going into Drew's office. The lights are going to come back on any minute. Get up!”

I got up, and she moved the pillows under the cover and placed the blonde wig on my pillow. My heart was beating a million miles a minute. She was going to get us both killed.

We had just gotten the door closed when the lights came back on. ”How the h.e.l.l are you turning the lights on and off?” I wanted to know.

She ran right to the computer and moved the mouse, bringing the sleeping computer to life. ”Ms. K is taking care of it. I didn't ask questions. I just know how long we have. What's the pa.s.sword to log on?” she asked, sitting in his chair.

I couldn't think. I had seen him put in that pa.s.sword a hundred times, and it wasn't coming to me.

”Come on, Morgan!” Rebecca pleaded.

”Ten karat 4,” I yelled in a loud whisper. I didn't know why I was whispering. I knew that the office had no cameras.

I watched while Rebecca pulled up different accounts. When she finally found the one that she was looking for, I stopped her and told her not to take it from that one because he would miss it. I told her to pull up the one in Florence because that was the one he was least involved in. She did, and of course it was pa.s.sword protected. I went through all of the pa.s.swords that I could think of, and it was finally the last one that I could remember.

”What the h.e.l.l are you doing? You can't move that much money,” I said when I watched her move seventeen thousand dollars into Lisa Fitzgerald's account.

”I already did,” she said hitting approve transaction.

”Who the h.e.l.l is Lisa Fitzgerald?” I asked.

”n.o.body. If he traces it back he will hit a brick wall,” she said logging off.

She ran back to my room and took the blonde hair with her. Five minutes later the power was miraculously restored. I pretended to move a little when the light from outside came into my window.

I freaked a little when my cellphone rang.

f.u.c.k...

I didn't answer right away and feigned sleep. I looked around the room dazed and groggy, trying to put on a good show for Drew. I sat up and reached my phone.

”Why the f.u.c.k, aren't you answering your phone?”

he yelled.

”I did answer,” I said. I didn't know that he had called while I was in his office.

”I called you three times.”

”I'm sorry. I didn't hear it. Rebecca gave me something for a headache earlier. She said it was Tylenol pm. I must not have heard it. Did you want something?

What time is it?” I was proud of the quick sleeping aid response.

”Why the h.e.l.l does the power keep going out there?”

”Was it out again?” I asked, feigning ignorance.

”Forget it, go back to bed,” he said and hung up.

I laid the phone down and pretended to go right back to being sound asleep. I was far from it though. My mind reeled like mad. Rebecca was going to get us both killed. What the h.e.l.l was she up to? This couldn't possibly work. Could it? The excitement that we may just get away with it made me think about a life. A real life without Drew. Where would I live? Would I have neighbors? I wondered if I would ever be able to be with another man.

Probably not, not for a long time anyway. What kind of job could I get? I'd never had a job in my life, other than babysitting my little brother and my cousins back home.

I lay awake not moving for hours thinking about being free from Drew. I kept my eyes closed and didn't move, afraid that Drew was watching me, wherever he was. I knew I would endure some of his tedious c.r.a.p when he got back, but I didn't care at the moment. I was too excited.

When Drew arrived back home three days later, I was terrified. I tried to hide it as best I could, but I just knew he had found the missing money. I was reading a book in a chaise lounge by the pool when he opened the door and told me to follow him into his office. It was fairly early, not even noon yet. My heart sank. He knew.

I got up and wrapped a towel around my body and followed him to his office. Rebecca winked a hang in there wink.

”Should I skip this part?” I stopped and looked back at Dawson, asking if he wanted me to skip the bad.

He caught my cheek with his lips.

”No. I'm okay. You can continue,” he replied, rubbing my arm.

I knew that I would be spending my day in Drew's office while he worked. Once I knew that he didn't know about the missing money, I relaxed and was glad to be spending the day with him. I planned on paying more attention to his conversations and what was on the screen of his computer if I got that close.

”I called you four times the other night,” Drew said, removing my towel. ”What are the rules, Morgan?”

he asked, running his fingers across the crook of my breast.

”I'm sorry. I didn't feel well that night. I answered as soon as I heard it.”

”Are you making excuses, Morgan?” he asked, circling me and breathing his warm words on the back of my neck.

”No. I'm sorry. I should have answered on the first ring.”

I could feel that he was already erect when he ground into my back.

”What should we do about your irresponsibility?”

Awe f.u.c.k...

I hated it when he made me tell him how he should punish me. I knew the drill. I was to de-pants myself and bend over his desk.

”I would love to spank your a.s.s right now, but I have to be on a conference call in five minutes,” Drew whispered to my hair, grinding himself in my backside.

He moved around and sat at his desk. I waited for instructions.

”Come around to this side,” he requested. I listened and resumed my position over his desk.

He rubbed my naked a.s.s as he dialed the number on his desk phone. My eyes went right to the folder on the desk. There was over forty thousand dollars donated to various charities last month alone. I was sure he didn't have a clue what half of them even were for. He just liked to keep the n.o.ble Callaway Jewels in the public eye.

I stayed bent over his desk while he talked to whomever on his phone. One of them was Derik I was sure.

”No, you can donate to one of them, but that's it.