Cake Love: All Things Payne(22)

No, not my girlfriend, Tiffany. You are not my girlfriend. Yes you are a girl and a friend, but not girlfriend. I glance at Tiffany who gives me a wink. Why are you winking Tiffany? What are you doing?

In shock I glance back at Morgana who apparently has something in her eye because she is blinking uncontrollably. After a few moments she stops and gives the oddest grin. She grabs Tiffany's hand a shakes it.

"Girlfriend! Well that is so great! Isn't that great you guys, and isn't she beautiful?" Morgana squeals. It's quite painful to listen to her voice, like glass might shatter any minute as she climbs the octave scale. Morgana hops to her feet and wraps her arms around Tiffany, knocking me back a step as she jumps up and down.

Tiffany appears frightened, and I glance at Evaleen who is trying to cover a laugh. Aria appears pissed and is starting to scoot out of the booth.

"Oh Tiffany, I mean it you are simply divine." Morgana stumbles back knocking into the table as Aria tries to tug her away.

We all watch as a glass tips, spilling what looks like a chocolate milkshake all down Morgana's light blue jeans with the cherry somehow landing in her shoe. I glance up at Morgana who is still grinning. Aria finally gets out of the booth and pulls Morgana away.

That was weird.

Turning back I realize I am left with Evaleen and Tiffany. Evaleen ignores me and focuses her attention on Tiffany.

"So, Tiffany how long have you two known each other?"

"About ten years now, isn't that right Henrik?"

My eyes are focused on the back hall that Morgana and Aria went down as I absentmindedly nod.

"Ten years! Well that is a very long time to be dating someone. And he hasn't put a ring on it?"

"Excuse me." I wave at the table and walk back to the bathrooms. Finding the women’s restroom I knock.

"Ms. Drake, I need to speak with you."

What am I doing? Henrik you know what you will do if you enter that room with her, why do this? You know what the unicorn said. Actually the unicorn didn't talk, I'm not that crazy.

After a few moments Aria opens the door and points back at Morgana.

"She's all yours. Oh, and my father is a lawyer. So, f*ck with her and I will lawyer the crap out of all of this." She does some crazy moves with her arms around my body and then walks off. She's an odd person.

I step inside and shut the door behind me.

"Shouldn't you be with your girlfriend? She might get jealous," Morgana points out with venom in her voice.

Leaning back against the wall I run my fingers through my hair. She makes me do this constantly; I'm going to be bald in a year if she keeps frustrating the hell out of me.

"Look Ms. Drake, my personal life isn’t any of your concern.”

That sets her off big time. Her eyes go wide and she stands from the toilet putting her hands on her hips.

"Really? Really? Really? Uh...really? Because last I checked you shoved your hand in my crotch not once but twice in the last month, so I'm thinking you having a girlfriend is my concern."

I bang my head against the wall because what else can I do? She's right but I can't tell her the truth of why I am so close to Tiffany, why she is more than a friend. I have only known Morgana a month and she still is just my assistant.

"Morgana it's just a bit more complicated than that. She isn't my girlfriend in that way. She's much more to me."

That sounded better in my head.

Morgana tilts her head and actually sneers at me.

"Oh that makes it so much better! You are a real piece of work you know that? It must be nice living all rich; having one girl at home and another at work. There’s no one to say no to you and all of your desires. Now you even have one running your errands. Your life must be awesome. Awesome!"

Oh yeah, I forgot I asked her to pick up my dry cleaning. To be fair I never would have asked her to do that, but with the David situation I didn't really have time to get it myself. It was a quick decision to ask her, and after I did it I felt a little weird.

Morgana is attempting to push past me to leave. I have to try and explain this. I grab her hips and push her against the sink. God she smells wonderful, like flowers and chocolate. Her body is so soft. Jesus, I am hard already. Captain Cock you need to take a vacation for a while.

I bring my head to her neck and trace it with little bites. I can't get close enough to her and press further. She moans sending shivers down my spine. My nose rises to her hair to inhale.

"Morgana it's just not what you think it is. I have never even kissed Tiffany."

I need to grab her ass. Her butt was made for many things, most of which involve my hand. I reach back but she pushes me off her. Scooting away she opens the door and turns back to look at me.

"This is not okay," she states waving her hand at us before walking away.

Fuck!

This is all Captain Cock’s fault. When he takes over my brain always decides to take a nap. Well no more!

I sit on the toilet seat and point to my crotch.

"Captain Cock this has been your last warning. I am very mad at you for screwing up my life and Morgana's life with your ludicrous schemes."

Sighing I look up to see a woman staring at me in the doorway with her three year old daughter at her side.

"This is the ladies room," she states what I already know.