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A Tale from Eve’s Garden
By Nan D. Arnold
Part 5
Morning. Sue nursed the predicted hangover - plus that lump on her head. What a night! Darling Art’s evening was probably ruined and I don’t remember most of mine…except for Jake Will.
Breaking the silence, the phone rang, Sue glanced at caller ID. – Jake Will. She answered more calmly than she felt. “Yes?”
“Hey Sue, just checking on you,” he said brightly.
“Thank you for calling.” Her heart fluttered but she must be cool. “I’m fine. Nothing food couldn’t cure. But maybe not, at least not now. Later, perhaps.” She threw out an opening, would he take it?
He should hang up. Jake’s growing attraction to Sue tamped down his head’s call for caution. “Well enough to have dinner with me tonight?”
“Lovely.” Her lip curled. “But why don’t we dine here? I’ll have the concierge arrange it. Seven o’clock okay?”
Startled, Jake agreed and ended the call. Pleased with the world, he headed off to a day of fittings for his new role.
At six forty-five, sharply dressed and carrying a bottle of Marie Brizard Apple Liqueur, a libation perfect for a variety of naughty cocktails like: Sex on the Beach #3, Intimate Moments, or Absolute Suicide, he walked up to the doorman and saluted. He signed in at the desk, waiting for the doorman to ring Sue. Squirrelly looking man. Jake didn’t appreciate the intense stare down before SC finally signaled Jake to go on his way.
Jake rode the now familiar elevator to the 16th floor.
Sue greeted Jake warmly, dazzling in an apple green, Asian print skirt and jewel button top, open to the cleavage. Her long, tan legs and tall sculpted sandals caught his eye. He watched her moves appreciatively as she poured two glasses of Chateau Margot.
They sipped their wine then, turning to face Jake, she ran freshly manicured nails down his chest. Without warning, she pushed him against the counter and planted a long, intoxicating kiss. Sliding her hand down his pants leg and running her tongue across his lips, she smiled. “Dinner can wait, can’t it? She pulled him into the bedroom.
Time fell away as passion rose and fell in waves, followed by ebbs of release and finally exhaustion. Lazing in the soft glow of candles, Jake was startled by Marley’s ring on his cell phone. Glancing at the time, he saw it was 10:30PM. Sue had fallen asleep. Her golden hair and naked shoulders drew him to her again, but the phone rang on.
Finally Jake gingerly climbed out of bed, tip toed to the living room and answered the cell. “Hello Marley.”
“I know where you are, you bastard. I’ll break you for this, both of you!” Marley hung up. Not as confident as she had sounded, she wondered what to do.
Panicked, Jake dressed quickly. Hungry and eyeing the beautiful spread on the table, he grabbed what he could carry and made a fast exit, past that pesky doorman as heedful as a doberman. He hailed a cab himself to avoid another encounter with SC then rode to Marley’s brownstone where he rang the bell repeatedly. Finally, Marley opened the door, silent and furious.
“Marley, I swear I’ll never go near her, or any woman for that matter, again. Believe me. It was a mistake,” Jake beseeched her. “You were right. She is high on something all the time and just plain trouble.”
Marley softened a little, pulling him in and closing the heavy door behind her. Within a few days, Jake moved into her guest floor and the trap door slammed behind him. As he and Marley’s driver struggled to get his things into the tiny elevator, he could swear he heard a voice inside the mirrored cubicle warning, “Don’t do it Jake. It’s a big mistake…big mistake…big mistake…” This was followed by what sound like a… sneeze.
Overhead, SC grumbled to himself, “Marley should have a talk with her housekeeper. Moldings in this thing could use some dusting.”
Watch for More Next Week: Will Sue go to the dark side?
