Chapter 13: Trapped

Richard

What was I thinking? I couldn’t help myself. Claire is like a magnet pulling me close to her. It was as if some force took over my body and kissed her and I had no control over stopping it. I can still taste her cherry blossom lip gloss.

Did she kiss me back before pushing me away? I want to see her again. I need to know what she’s thinking and feeling.

“Richard, Richard, what the hell were you thinking?” My dad yells, pulling up the pictures on his phone from the yacht party.

“Dad I, - “

“You know I’m trying to close the deal on the new property near Napa Valley. If the potential business partners see those pictures of you acting as a wild jacka**, they aren’t going to want to do business with us,” he shouts, slamming his fist on the arm of the recliner.

“Dad, I didn’t take those pictures. We can have them deleted and erased from the internet. We’ve done it before.” I reply, rubbing my forehead in frustration.