out of the bed and tiptoed across the hotel room.
Locating her clothes, she pulled them on quickly and grabbed her bag.
Slipping on her shoes, Bella turned around and looked at Owen’s sleeping form and felt bad just disappearing.
Quickly she grabbed a piece of paper out of her bag and a pen and wrote a note:
It was lovely to meet you, Owen. Xxx
Bella propped the note up against the hotels mandatory coffee facilities before slipping out of the hotel room, leaving the perfect man behind…
Chapter 12
Walking along the lobby, Bella’s feelings were as mixed up as a bag of popcorn.
She had admittedly had a great evening but as she reached the foyer and walked out of the double doors onto the high street, she wasn’t sure that she was going to repeat the experience.
It had been fun, but there was something about Owen that made her feel inherently scared.
As she hailed a cab, she was proud she had kept her side of the bargain with Julia.
Sitting on the back seat of the cab, she gave the driver Julia’s address and watched the New York landscape pass her by.
She had come a long way in seven months and as she hugged her handbag to her chest, she hoped that Owen wouldn’t be too perturbed by her sudden disappearance.
After she had paid the cab driver, Bella looked up and saw the stars twinkling in the sky.
Momentarily, she stood and marveled at their beauty before running across the road to Julia’s apartment.
Letting herself in, Bella tiptoed across the lounge, wanting to just throw herself in bed and catch a few hours sleep before work the next day.
As she maneuvered herself past the coffee table, a lamp was suddenly switched on, infusing the apartment with an amber glow.
Bella turned and saw Julia huddled on the sofa beneath her Egyptian cotton duvet cover. Her eyes squinted to re-adjust to the light as she sat up and lazily yawned.
“Soooo… how did it go?” Julia looked at her watch, “I am guessing by the time it went well.”
Bella stood in the middle of the room then sat beside Julia. “You know it went well.”
“Did he fuck you?” Julia yawned and reached across to the coffee table and took a glass of water, taking a massive gulp before replacing it.
Bella shuffled into a comfy position and pulled the duvet under her chin, “Yes… yes, he did.”
Julia suddenly burst to life and jumped off the sofa.
“This is a time when coffee is needed. He fucked you hard, didn’t he?” Julia giggled as she switched on the kettle and pushed two waffles into the toaster.
Turning, she looked at Bella, whose hair was now disheveled, her lipstick smeared over her face.
Bella rummaged her hands through her hair, “Yes, he did. Wow, I need a shower.”
Julia watched as Bella left the room and turning back to the toaster, she grinned.
As the blades of water assaulted Bella’s body, she found herself thinking back to the night before.
In the cold light of day, it was like it had never happened.
But as Bella washed herself, she found herself touching her pussy and the rawness reminded her of the erotic decadence she had experienced.
As she washed herself, she wondered if Owen had seen her note and if she was ever going to see him again.
An hour later, Julia’s mouth was still agape as she shook her head at what Bella had told her.
“Well, I know I said go for it but that story even puts me to shame. In fact, it’s made me feel so hot, I feel like trying him out for myself.
Bella shrugged, “You can if you like.”
Julia playfully smacked her knee. “You don’t mean that. This is your perfect opportunity to bag the perfect guy for you and not only is he horny, he’s rich.”
“I don’t think so,” said Bella sadly.
Julia turned to her. “Hey, what do you mean you don’t think so?”
Bella gave Julia a small smile, “It was an experience, but it's left me feeling, oh, I