on her
face.
They
headed back for the door, stepping out into the backyard. Matthew’s
family and friends stopped. They stared at her. At first she felt
sinking in her stomach, until one after the other they came up
congratulating them. Matthew never left her side as he introduced her
to people whose names she’d forgotten five seconds after they
left them.
“ I’m
so happy for you Matthew,” one of his aunts were saying. “You
found you such a pretty girl. You’ll make a beautiful bride,”
she said to Chelsea, smiling.
By
the time they’d made the rounds, Chelsea’s feet were
throbbing inside of her heels. Matthew seemed to sense her distress.
He led her away from the people to a little table set away from the
rest. He helped her slip out of her shoes, before he massaged her
feet. Chelsea sat with a glass of champagne in her hand.
“ You
have so much family,” she said absently.
“ Oh,
this isn’t even half of us. The Rawlins, if you haven’t
noticed already, are whores.”
“ Well,
I knew that about you at least,” she said with a laugh as he
tickled her feet. She slapped his hand away absently.
“ So,
what do you say, babe? Can we stay?”
Chelsea
shrugged. “I suppose it’s not that bad.”
Matthew
leaned forward. He captured the back of her neck in his hand,
bringing her into a deep kiss. She felt herself becoming embarrassed,
but he wouldn’t let up. It was just like Matt to say screw the
world’s feelings. When they pulled away, someone cleared their
throat. Both of them jumped before looking up. Catherine stood, hands
on her hips, glaring at them.
“ If
you two don’t mind, we still have guests here. Please, keep
bedroom activities in the bedroom. Once you’re married, of
course,” she said before she turned on her heels and walked
away.
“ I
don’t think she likes me,” Chelsea said.
“ She’s
just repressed, babe. Growing up, I never even saw my parents kiss.
Now you know why I’m such a pervert.”
Chelsea
laughed. Matt helped her slip back into her shoes before they headed
back out into the people. Chelsea could feel it was late, yet these
people were still going strong. As she stood, Matthew handed her a
new champagne glass.
“ I
guess weekends are the stay up late days, huh?”
Matthew
laughed. “A lot of these people come from old money. Most of
them party all night, sleep all day. I mean, you have a few who have
businesses to run, but that’s usually passed out for other
people to do. Then, you have my dad. The man never stops working.
Look at him now, on that phone as usual. Probably making plans in
Japan or something.”
“ You
really want to be like that? Working all of the time? What about a
family?”
“ I
grew up just fine. I had more nannies than you can count on two
hands. I was well taken care of.”
Chelsea
kept quiet. She didn’t want to tell him that she didn’t
think that was very good for any child. She didn’t want to hurt
his feelings however, so she kept quiet about it. Besides, what did
she know about nannies and growing up in mansions? She was a complete
outsider.
As
they walked back to the center of the group of people, Andy tapped a
spoon against his champagne glass. The outside crew quiet until
Chelsea could hear the sound of crickets chirping. Andrew smiled.
“ Thanks
everyone, for coming here and meeting my brother’s fiance. I’m
so happy for both of you. Congratulations and cheers!”
Everyone
echoed the cheers before sipping their champagne. Between shaking
hands and saying goodbye, Chelsea was more than ready for bed. She
followed Matthew as she went, picking up her dress from the floor.
When the door was closed securely, she laid back on the bed. She was
completely exhausted.
“ So,
your brother seems nice. Why didn’t you want to tell me about
him again? Is it all just an act, you not liking him?” Chelsea
asked.
“ I’ll
tell you another time. For now, just let me kiss you.”
He
climbed on top of Chelsea. As