Chapter 5

5: The Batman << Miles >> Jesus! This girl smells good. The cutest face ever. Plum lips. Generous overall package. It’s odd that I am checking her out. I haven’t been with many chubby girls. Suddenly I want to widen my experience exploring her. I shake my head. What the fuck is wrong with me? We are standing in a chapel, and she is apparently intoxicated. I shouldn’t think with my dick, at least right now. Sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus! Forgive me for having unholy thoughts… I hold her by the waist as she is obviously unable to keep her balance and keeps swaying. My date isn’t thrilled about having my hands wrapped around some other girl, but she fears the Bride-zilla. Sophia, the girl by my arm, lets out a nasty burp, then giggles with a palm on her mouth. “I never did that before.” “Oh Yea!” I ask her, amused. ”You better not puke Sophia.” My date tells her. Sophia whispers to me, “She knows my name Miles… I don’t know hers.. What is her name?” I whisper back to her, “I don’t know either!” One more giggle. I don’t think she introduced herself. If she did, I must be lost thinking about…. Sigh… I don’t even want to think about work again. I ruined my whole day. “Be quiet!” My date hushes us when it’s time for the bride to enter the chapel. Someone nicely arranged everything. The church has a nice ambience. White and pink flowers are beautifully arranged all over the room. It doesn’t look like some shabby place to get a quickie marriage. This business seems damn serious about the service they are providing. But it lacks the one thing that makes any wedding special. Family. and friends. Or should I call them extended witnesses? This is exactly how my wedding should be if I want to get that money. Suddenly, the idea thrills me. But the thrill dies soon enough, when I remember I need a girl to marry. …. Soon the Bride enters, and a beautiful song welcomes her. She looks beautiful. I feel my heartbeat quicken as I hear Schubert by Ave Maria playing. I am not a dedicated christian like my mother, but every time I hear this song, I get chills. I close my eyes to feel the melody and soak in the beautiful voice all over my body. Maybe getting married is not a bad idea after all. This is how hypnotic this song is. Putting stupid ideas in my head. “Have you seen ‘The Batman’?” Sophie whispers to me. “Which one?” “The recent one!” She hisses at me. “Oh… No..” I was too busy. I guess Liam had asked me. “You have to watch this…” she cries and my eyes widen. “This song was in the opening scene of The Batman…. I was literally tearing up not even 10 minutes into the movie.” And then she starts sobbing… What the Fuck! I glance at the Bride and the Groom. They are looking at each other with puppy eyes. The Bridezilla glares at us, seemingly annoyed at Sophia. I give them an apologetic smile and drag Sophia with me out of the church. “We can cry our hearts out outside!” I tell her. She sobs harder. “I told Caleb I wanted to see that movie with him. That asshole! I am sure he was fucking Nikkie that night instead of watching that damn movie with me.” uhmm Ok… A heartbroken girl… I offer her a tissue and rub her back. This wasn’t how my evening was supposed to go. “I was supposed to get married. But no one would even marry me.” She cries. I roll my eyes and pull her in for a side hug. “Plenty of people would love to marry you.” I reassure her while steering her towards my car. “That asshole cheated on me and I left home a week ago… And my own God-Damn father! He didn’t even call me. I guess he doesn’t want to lose his nice partnership with Caleb.” That sounds terrible! “So you ran away because you thought your father would choose him? ” Statement slips out of my mouth. Because I never thought a father could choose someone else over his own blood. That was a wrong thing to say. Because she sobs harder. Jesus…. I scratch my head in exasperation. A damsel in distress. All she needs is a nobleman to save her. and I am far from that! I don't know how to handle this. I have made girls cry. I don't remember being on the opposite side. Her sobs falter after a few minutes, and she falls asleep in the passenger seat. I look at her face. Little mouth open while she softly snores. I grab her purse, and I take her driving license out. Last Name: Brown First Name: Sophia Sophia Brown… Something sounds familiar but I cannot pinpoint it… “Did you open my purse?” She asks. I raise my brow at her. That was a super quick nap! “Yup!” I tell her. I take a pic of her license and she gasps. “What are you doing?” I don’t answer and hand back her purse and driving license. “It’s not nice to snoop into a lady’s purse.” “I am not a nice person.” I text the image to Liam. Me: ‘Figure out if she is a nice candidate to get married tonight. You have 15 minutes.’ Liam: ‘Jesus, I am fucking a girl right now!’ I snort. Me: ’Better hurry up.’ …. As I wait, I take Sophia out for a stroll through the busy streets, gleaming with colorful casino lights. Her face looked green and I didn't want her to puke in my car. She is vulnerable tonight. Maybe she will agree to do this. What's the harm in using her if I pay her well? I am sure she hasn’t ever seen that kind of money… The kind I can pay her with… After a sharp fifteen minutes, Liam calls me back. Did I tell you guys he is the best assistant ever? Keeping my priorities above his own dick and pleasure. I am not mean to him all the time. But it’s a matter of Three Billion! Time demands it. “She is engaged!” Liam exclaims. I walk away from her to talk to him. “To Caleb?” I make a guess. “Yeah.. Caleb Johnson…” “Doesn’t matter. They broke up. “ “Ohhh.. Then she is perfect!” Liam gives me a nice, brief summary. So it turns out, I do know her. Not in person, but on paper. We have worked together a few times. I have exchanged emails with her many times. Maybe even have talked to her over the phone. She is related to Thomas Brown Constructions. She is nice to work with. Reliable. Best part: Not greedy. I can easily use her, and she will probably think a million times before taking advantage of me. Using people is not her thing. That's what Liam said. I trust his judgment. “So, Are you… Gonna get married?” “It depends… First, I need to see if she says yes.”