Chapter 4 Gone Wrong!

• "Oh?" Alicia rolled her eyes, not turning around.
• "Yes, love, it's time for us to go."
• "I don't want to Emilie, go look for Talia. I'm going to get a cab." She waved her off, shooting the tequila.
• "I can take you home, Alicia." Eillot butt in, helping off the stool.
• "Thanks."
• "Alicia, don't forget Amia is at my house.
• Oh fuck, she forgot about that.
• "Sorry, Elliot, maybe next time," Alicia pat his shoulder, walking away with Emilie.
• They both got into the limo, and Alicia started feeling guilty for her behavior, but Emilie didn't even glance over at her.
• "Emilie."
• "Not right now."
• "But Emilie, I'm sorry."
• "I said save it," she said more sternly.
• "I didn't mean to behave like that tonight."
• "Come here, Alicia." She pats her lap.
• Alicia tried climbing into her lap, only to stumble and lie down. She tried getting up, but Emilie placed her hand so she wouldn't move.
• "I am not mad at you. I can never be, but you disrespected me in front of everyone, Alicia. You were trying to go home with Elliot. Am I not enough?"
• "I swear, Emilie, you are. I'm just a little drunk."
• Emilie lets out a loud sigh, not saying anything. She rubbed the small of her back, gliding her hand over her ass.
• "Do you have underwear?" Emilie mumbles, rubbing it in circles.
• "Yes, I do, Emilie."
• Emilie went quiet, rubbing behind her neck with the other hand.
• "Sit up, Alicia."
• Alicia did what she was told. Normally, she wouldn't. Alicia didn't know if it was the alcohol or the way she was rubbing on her. It's been a while since she's been touched.
• Alicia sat up, and Emilie rubbed her thigh.
• "Alicia, you're so beautiful. I'll hate to share you with anyone else." Emilie kissed her neck.
• "You look so beautiful in diamonds"
• "This dress is amazing "
• Emilie whispered in her neck quietly as she rubbed Alicia's thigh close to her center.
• "I'm sorry, Emilie."
• "I know, princess."
• Alicia yawned, feeling the high of the alcohol come down on her. She was always a sleepy drunk.
• "Are you tired, beautiful?"
• Alicia nodded.
• "Rest." Emilie fixed her body, allowing Alicia to snuggle into her.
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• Emilie realized she couldn't be mad at Alicia even if she wanted to. The blonde beauty was already making the woman soft. She looked down at Alicia as they pulled up to the gates of the house.
• "Alicia," Emilie tapped her shoulder.
• She groans, "twenty more minutes."
• "Alicia, we have arrived home."
• Emilie sighed as she didn't move. She placed her head getting out of the car as her men open the front door; she picked the young girl up, carrying her up the long staircase to her room.
• Emilie sighed, looking down at her before making her way to the kitchen for some Advil, knowing Alicia will have a big hangover tomorrow.
• On the way to her room, she checked up on Lele and Amia.
• "Hey why are you still up? It's 3 am," she frowned, looking down at the little girl.
• "I was waiting for mummy to get back, sorry."
• "You're not in trouble, sweetheart. Come on, let me get you to bed."
• She put her hands up, and Emilie can carry her.
• Spoil just like your mother, she thought.
• Emilie walked to a room she had prepared for her. They placed a small bed in the middle, with some toys and a lot of stuffed animals.
• Emilie placed her in the bed, turned on a night light, turned on the fan, and walked out of the room to hers, finding a half-awake Alicia who was now only in a thong.
• "Alicia, where are your clothes, love?" Emilie sighed, trying not to look as her stomach stirred.
• "That dress was too tight. I need clothes like an oversize Jersey or something."
• "Sure."
• Emilie walked into her closet, changing into something more comfortable, grabbing a t-shirt.
• "Alicia," Emilie called out. The blonde didn't move. She sighed, getting under the covers and dressing her in the large jersey.
• She turned away from Alicia, getting comfortable. As she drifted off, she felt small arms wrapped around her waist.
• "Goodnight Emilie."
• "Goodnight, Alicia."
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• The next day Alicia woke up in an unknown bed feeling like someone drove over her, a hand under her t-shirt and something poking her in the butt.
• She looked around the room, noticing how large it was. It was about the size of her apartment. She tried getting out of bed only for a muscular arm to pull her back.
• She heard groaning behind her, an arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her in tight.
• "Good morning, beautiful."
• Alicia turned around, sucking in a breath as she met with chocolate eyes.
• "Hi, Good Morning, What happen last night?" Alicia winced, holding her head.
• "Hangover?"
• "Yes." She groaned.
• Emilie laughed getting out of bed. Alicia's eyes drank in the sight of her only in black Calvin Klein briefs and a matching sports bra.
• "What the hell," Alicia mumbled, looking down at the bulge, she shakes her head just believing she was seeing things.
• "I just had the chef prepare something for the hangover." Emilie places her phone down.
• "Thank you, but I need aspirin and water. Where's Amia?"
• "She's in her room."
• "Her room?"
• "Yes, I had a room prepared for her in case you slept over," Emilie motioned for her to follow.
• She got up off the bed, looking around the room as she followed her into the closet.
• Alicia looked around the room. Emilie had suits and clothes organized by labels and colors, racks of heels, and shoes. Alicia was sure a few of them could have paid her rent for the year.
• She looked around in excitement. Alicia was in heaven and she didn't want to leave.
• "What happens? Haven't seen a closet this neat before." Emilie asked, amused.
• "Emilie, what do you do for a living? I'm sure doing stocks doesn't give you this amount of money, right? This is a lot of designers." Alicia raised her eyebrow.
• "It makes enough."
• "And the next thing for some who do something as boring as stock is give out gifts like diamonds and know a lot of famous people."
• "I know them from my early days of modeling."
• "Oh okay, what happen last night?" Alicia grabs a t-shirt and shorts.
• Emilie chuckled, telling her everything that had happened.
• "I don't know what happens while you were with Elliot, but that is what happens when I finally found you."
• "I'm sorry, Emilie, it's just after Talia. I was mad, so I just drank, sorry."
• "It's okay, pretty." Emilie kissed her forehead, walking out of the closet.
• "You're so understanding, thank you."
• Alicia pushed her onto the bed, kissing all over her face. As she pulled away, their eyes locked, Alicia leaned in, brushing her lips against Emilie, and as she goes to kiss her, the bedroom door slammed open.
• "Mommy." Mia squealed.
• Alicia ran over to her, scooping her up. "Hi baby."
• "Hi mummy, Hi Emilie."
• "Good morning, Amia."
• "Mummy Emilie carried me up to bed last night and she bought me a lot of toys."
• "Did you brush your teeth? Your breath stinks?" Alicia moved her head away, laughing.
• "No." She mumbled.
• "Okay young lady, go get yourself prepared, so we can go home," Alicia places her on the floor, and she ran off.
• She turned to face Emilie, who stared at her, pouting.
• "It's like having two children. What happens beautifully?" Alicia sat on her.
• "Nothing, I just don't want you to leave me."
• "I'm sorry, baby, but I have school and cheer practice tomorrow."
• "Wait, you're a cheerleader?"
• "Yes, I told you that."
• "Wait, Like high kicks split and flips and miniskirts," Emilie asked.
• "Yes, Actually I'm the captain."
• "No way," Emilie grinned, holding her waist.
• "Yes, way."
• "Dam, that's hot, so when can I come to a practice?"
• "How about NEVER you're not coming to watch up girls' skirts, Emilie?" Alicia folds her arms.
• "So if I come to look up your skirt, then it's okay?"
• She laughed, hitting Emilie's shoulder.
• "No, it's not okay."
• "Okay, I'll just surprise you, don't worry." Emilie smiled sweetly at her.
• They got up, getting Alicia's things ready for home after a quick breakfast.
• Alicia stared out of the window as they pulled up in front of the building.
• "Goodbye, Ali." Emilie smiled, kissing her cheek.
• "Wait, you forget the necklace." Alicia opened her clutch, handing her it.
• "No, it's yours."
• "Emilie, I can't take this. I don't know how much it cost, I don't want to lose it."
• "Alicia, get out of my car and take the beautiful necklace. That's as beautiful as you."
• "Thank you, Emilie, Later." Alicia kissed her cheek, getting out of the car with Amia.