Chapter 13
She was once again seated in the Rolls-Royce, this time fully dressed. After they had finished, he had washed her ass with a washcloth, had dressed, then tossed her the clothing, insisting she dress, and he had taken her to the car.
The car was moving, and Amanda knew he was taking her home.
"I thought I was going to be your slave for life," She said.
"Well, you know how it is," Ambrose laughed. "I mean, you say things in the heat of the moment."
"I see," she replied. "You're bored with me?"
"Ummmm ... yes, you might say that," he nodded.
"You're a liar," she snapped. "Sticks and stones...."
"Cut it out," she said to him. "You love me, but you haven't the guts to admit it. You had the courage to steal me away from the world on an open beach, you had the courage to rape me in three different places, but you haven't got the guts to admit you love me."
He pulled the car up in front of her apartment building, saying, "I had some friends put your beach umbrella and your blanket back in the apartment. If you do decide to have the baby, assuming you are pregnant, let me know. I want to help care for it."
"All you did was inject the seed, Mister. The baby's mine. If it's going to be a bastard, I'd just as soon it not know who it's father is."
"Don't talk foolishly, Amanda," he chastised.
"Listen to who's telling who about being foolish," she mocked. "Listen, Mr. Wallace, I'll say this just once, because I'm more of a woman than you are a man. So you listen very carefully to what I have to say. You succeeded in making me climax all three times, and in fact I had a whole bunch of them to one of yours. You aroused me, awakened lust in me, and awakened love in me. You made me fall in love with you, as I'm certain you've made quite a few other women fall in love with you. But here's the difference. Whether or not you fell in love with any of them, you definitely fell in love with me. Don't bother to deny it. I felt it as surely as I knew I loved you."
"I won't admit it or deny it," he replied.
"Fine. Just stay that way, neutral all your life. That way you can't get hurt, but you don't really enjoy the good things, either. You'll have to go on getting your kicks the way you've been getting them, and you'll grow old all alone. Unlike the other girls, I'm not going to come looking for you. If you want me, you have to come for me. Not that I expect it. Since you feel perfectly justified in continuing to play around with other women, and since you've taught me how much fun sex can be, I'm going to continue playing around, myself. From now on, any stud who comes along and wants to be with me, gets me."
"No!" he all but yelled.
"There's only one way you can stop me, and that's to take me back to your home again. Mind, I'm not even asking for marriage. In fact, I'm not asking to come back. I'm just telling you the only way to stop me from fooling around is to drag me back. You think about it, Mr. Wallace. Right now, I'm tired. I've had quite an ordeal these past twenty-four hours. I think I'm entitled to some real relaxation. Since I assume we may never meet again, good-bye."
Without waiting for him to reply, she got out of the car and hurried into the building. Tears filled her eyes.