wanted it around for a little while longer.
“Are you okay, Ethan? You seem like you’re in a bad mood.”
Caitlin’s eyes flickered a bit darker with concern as her gaze roamed over my face.
“I’m fine,” I snorted out as gently as I possibly could, given my frustration.
“Ok. Well as I was saying…”
The rest of her words died after that.
To get my thoughts off Alexandra, I surveyed the banquet hall. Large round tables packed with guests filled out the immense, polished space. A chamber orchestra in the back corner played variations of classical pieces. Chairs covered in white fabric with golden bows, a grand staircase, and flittering crystal chandeliers gave the atmosphere an upscale glow.
The stage at the front of the room now stood empty. Nearly two hours earlier, different board members, community activists, political figures, and local residents gave speeches and presentations about how they were going to contribute to the ongoing success of the community initiative. Unfortunately, the activists and residents were the only ones I’d ever seen at any event that didn’t have an attached price tag.
A few tables down from me, the mayor was polishing off a roasted turkey breast dinner and his wife sat next to him in what I was certain was polite, yet baseless conversation with the governor’s wife. I almost wanted to laugh at the irony of all the major figures that had convened at the two-thousand dollar-per-plate event in order to raise money for my Lower Ninth-Ward project, but hadn’t thought to invite any the resident stakeholders from the community board until I’d mentioned it. Then, I’d also had to remind them that those guests were honorary, therefore they would not be paying for their plates.
I was probably one of the few people in the room, besides the actual residents, who truly knew anything about the Lower Ninth. My time spent growing up there with my grandfather was the reason I’d decided to sit on the community board in the first place. The older I got, the more I heard politicians complain about the health of the people that lived there without ever stopping to look at what was missing: fresh food, up-to-date books in schools, and technology for children, just to name a few. As a physician, I took over responsibility for the health branch of the board and brought people that I’d known for ages with me to lead the rest. It was the first time progressive movement had been seen in over ten years.
My eyes continued to roam over the guests at the governor’s table until they landed on General James Miller and his wife, Janice. Alexandra’s parents. Next to him, Alexandra’s equally gorgeous sister Gia held hands with her husband Elliott who owned the elite fitness center that I was currently a member of. Gia’s hair was piled on her head in a bun that perfectly displayed her curls and slew of hair colors, and it made me wonder why Alexandra hadn’t opted to do the same. I was already getting hard thinking about curls framing her face while she rode me.
The sounds of her moans began to echo off of my brain.
“Ethan.” Caitlin was talking again. “Are you sure that you’re okay? You seem distracted.”
I smiled and she visibly calmed.
“I worked late last night so I’m a little tired,” I reassured her. “I’ve been working on this pro —”
As though I could innately sense her, I looked up just as Alexandra walked into the room. Gone was the black suit and monotone shirts that she usually wore. Tonight, she was absolutely stunning in a strapless, red evening gown that emphasized her breasts and waist. A sparkling diamond necklace dangled from her neck and she wore her hair in loose curls that hung down to the center of her back. It dawned on me then that I really didn’t give a damn how she wore her hair. She could have shaved her head bald and I’d still be at full attention within seconds of seeing her.
Roderick was next to her with his hand at the small of