Amelia "Hey Amelia," Charlie said, walking up to me with a warm smile. "I didn't expect to run into you here." "Just hanging out with Hayley and her fiancé," I added, gesturing toward Hayley, who stood beside me.His gaze shifted to Hayley, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Your fiancé is my interior designer?" he asked.She nodded affirmatively still taking in his features.He glanced back at me. "So, what do you think of my new spot?" he asked, his eyes crinkling at the corners."Not bad. It's really good." I said."I'm thinking of setting Amelia up, would you like to participate?" Hayley said cutting into our conversation.He turned to Hayley, raising an eyebrow. "Set her up? You mean blind dates?" "Yeah." She confirmed.He shifted his gaze back to me. "If I had known you were in the market, I would have taken you off the market myself." I scoffed, shaking my head. "Hayley is just being silly." "Don't listen to her. You two would make a beautiful couple.""God Hayley, can you plea
Charlie "Is she in trouble?" "Big trouble." She replied.I let out a low chuckle. "She was just looking out for you. Her words were, don't take her to just any restaurant, you have to take her to the best place in the city. She deserves the best." "She just wanted you to impress me."I smiled, taken by her directness. "Or she just wanted you to be treated like a queen," I added.A blush rose to her cheeks but she quickly looked away. "Alright alright. You don't have to go through the stress of flirting with me. I won't appreciate it, you can save it for... You know, those other girls that are smitten when you flirt with them." She giggled. "But I just saw you blush." I pointed out, my voice low and teasing."When you say something and I blush, it doesn't mean that I am smitten by you.""I know Amelia. I know my charms don't work on you. It intrigues me. I have not met any woman who is not smitten when I look at them. Even those whose hearts belong elsewhere." Her smile faltered
Amelia I lay on my bed, lost in thought when my phone pierced the silence. An unknown number flashed on the screen. My curiosity piqued, and I hesitated for a moment before answering.I waited for the caller to speak first.There was a brief pause before a familiar voice spoke."Amelia?"I recognized the warm, deep tone."Charlie?" I replied, a smile spreading across my face.His chuckle sent a flutter through my chest. "Hey."I settled into the pillows, cradling the phone against my ear. "What's up?""Today's been stressful," He replied, his deep voice weaving through the phone lines. "I needed to hear your voice. How are you doing? And how's Misty?""I'm doing fine and Misty's good too. She's been asking about you nonstop." I paused, recalling her bright smile. "I told her you'd be back soon.""She misses me, huh? That's good. What about her mom? Does she miss me too?"I laughed softly, the sound barely above a whisper. "Sorry, Charlie. You're not exactly on her radar. She's been t
Selene I stood outside Alex's room, my hand gripping the door handle tightly. I peeked inside, hoping to catch his attention. "Alex," I called out softly, my voice barely above a whisper. He didn't respond. "Alex," I called again. This time, he stopped mid-stride, his head cocked in my direction. "What is it, Selene?" he asked, his tone impatient. I took a deep breath. I opened the door wide and stepped into the room. The door creaked shut behind me. "I..." I began, but he cut me off. "I don't have time for whatever it is you're here for," he said brusquely. I felt a surge of frustration mixed with desperation. As I walked towards Alex, I felt a surge of emotion. "Can you at least not talk to me that way?" I asked, my voice trembling. He stood still, his eyes fixed on mine with an unreadable expression. I couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance. Why did he have to be so impassive? I reached out, my hand settling on his shoulder. And my fingers trailed dow
Alexander "I'll see to it that the documents are ready in the next two hours," my lawyer assured me, his voice confident before the call ended.I leaned back in my leather office chair. A throbbing headache began to pulse in my temples.There was nothing I could do to cancel the merger now. Unless I go to Sarah but I didn't want to get her involved, yet. I instructed my lawyer to draft a contract. I planned on presenting it to Paul tonight at his party. I wasn't invited, but I didn't need an invitation. There was a soft knock on the door, then the door creaked open. "Charlie," I said, excited to see him. I have my plus one for the party. I'm sure he wouldn't say no. "I was in the area, I thought I would come and see you.""You came at the right time. I have a party tonight and I need a plus one.""Man, I'm not really in the mood for parties," he said, shaking his head."Come on, it'll be fun," I coaxed, refusing to take no for an answer.But Charlie's resolve seemed unshakeable
Amelia I stepped out of the restroom, the soft strains of jazz music enveloped me, mingling with the gentle hum of conversation and clinking glasses. Paul's party was in full swing.I made my way to the bar, craving a refreshing sip of champagne. My hand reached for a glass, but my gaze drifted across the room, scanning the crowd.My eyes landed on Paul talking to... Alexander! What was he doing there? Paul said he wouldn't be here. Did he lie to me?I saw Alexander glancing around and I tried to stay hidden from his gaze. I rushed to a curtain nearby and hid behind it. But Paul noticed me. "No need to hide behind that curtain dear. I want to introduce you to someone." Fucking Paul. What was he trying to prove?Dammit, Paul. Why did he have to notice me? Now he's going to drag me out from behind this curtain and parade me in front of Alexander.I peeked through a slit in the curtain, watching as Paul gestured for me to come out. Alexander's eyes scanned the room, his gaze linger
Amelia. 5 years ago. I scrubbed the bar floor, lost in thought when a voice cut through the silence. "Amelia Fray." I lifted my head, eyes scanning the room until they landed on the speaker. My heart skipped a beat. Paul Rodriguez stood before me. "Paul Rodriguez," he introduced himself, extending a hand. I glared, refusing the handshake. "I know who you are," I spat. What was he doing here, in this small Wisconsin town, in the bar where I worked? His smile lingered as his hand dropped back to his side. "I'm a big fan." He said, amused. "You made quite the show before leaving New York. It's been what? Four months? People still remember." I narrowed my eyes. "The bar is over there," I said curtly, gesturing towards the counter. He chuckled. "I'm not here to drink." "What brings you to Willow Creek?" I asked gruffly. His eyes roamed the dimly lit room before settling back on me. "I'm here to see you." His casual tone belied the intensity in his gaze. I sensed an ulterior
Alexander I stood there, invisible to Charlie and Amelia as they chatted effortlessly. I didn't force the issue, reluctant to disrupt their connection. Instead, I stepped back, creating distance.I retreated, stepping away from them. My thoughts elsewhere, I stumbled into someone."Fuck," a voice cursed.I turned and was surprised to see Henry."Henry!" I exclaimed, surprised to see him there. "What are you doing here?"His eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. "I came as a plus one." He said."Do you know Paul Rodriguez?" I asked, curious.He shook his head. "No, but the person I came with does. What about you? I didn't expect to see you here."I hesitated. "I came to sort some things with Paul."His eyes narrowed. "Regarding the merger?"My eyes widened slightly. "You know about that?"He chuckled. "Everyone does. Paul can't keep his mouth shut about it.""Fucking Paul." I cursed under my breath."I couldn't believe it when I heard the news," He said, shaking his head. "I kne