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This chapter is a filler chapter to make the story continuous. If you did not read the sexy scenes. If you read Chapters 72 and 73, then proceed to chapter 75.
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Baz was such a sweet guy. Clara had felt worried about how she would say goodbye the entire ride to the airport. She didn’t want to turn on the waterworks for him and planned to keep walking on the tarmac without looking back. It would have been humiliating if she started bawling while waiting for her plane. But she shouldn’t have worried. Baz had every single detail planned out to make going home easier for both of them. How could she not fall in love with him?
He introduced her to the pilot, Mike, and his co-pilot/attendant, John, ‘Boys, meet Clara, my girlfriend, expect to see her a lot from now on.
-=- Start reading this chapter if you read Chapters 72 and 73. -=- Max was busy in the kitchen, preparing dinner, while Jere was in the living room playing video games. ‘That’s odd,’ Clara thought, ‘Max is making dinner, which meant he probably got home early. He shouldn’t be here until later. I wonder what happened to his date? ’ She grinned to herself, ‘I know what happened with my date.’ Max had to cut his visit with Celine short because he d
The Johnson siblings congregated in Clara’s office upon Jeremy’s request. He wanted to show them something but was being covert about it. He was projecting the contents of his computer onto the large TV, and it intrigued them. Clara and Max were speculating about his presentation when the first pictures popped up, shushing them to pay attention. Kids, in all shapes and sizes, varying in ages and conditions. Jeremy converted the negatives they got from the orphanage to a digital file. It took a while for him to sort through the negatives to find Clara’s picture when she was a child. It was like finding a needle in a haystack. Most kids at that age had almost the same length of hair, and they were all frail and scraggly. So when he did not immediately find what he was looking for, he converted every picture to a digital format, so it would be easier to so
‘No, it’s fine. I usually have friends over, so they’re used to it. Until recently they wouldn’t even let me go out alone with friends. I just think they’re too cautious.’ Celine wanted to tell him about her sister being kidnapped but thought it was not the right time, it might sour their mood. She did not want Max to pity her like everybody else she tried to date. They thought of her as someone who needed fixing because of the tragedy which happened years ago. The reason she felt attracted to Max, was that he knew nothing about her past, and he did not treat her like a fragile porcelain doll. He pushed and pulled at her, tested her patience, and challenged her like one would a person who was not considered damaged as she was. And she liked it, because for once in her life, he treated her like a regular person. She was Celine, the daring woman he met at the bar, and she had her own identity, not the girl
Clara could not believe it. The need to deny that she found her family ran deep in her bones. She never imagined this could happen because, for the past 10 years, their results had led them nowhere. And now that it has, it felt surreal. ‘This is not real. Is it?’ Baz handed her the paper so she could read it herself. 99.99% match. She looked at the men standing in front of her and wondered how they got Celine’s DNA so easily. There was something fishy going on here, but she could not put her finger on it. She’d go into that later. What she wanted to do right now, is to process the information given to her, her knees gave way when she reached the sofa. ‘Clara!’ Baz was right on her elbow, sitting her on his lap. Her brothers stood at attention. ‘Honey, are you okay?’
Clara ignored all the warning bells in her head and made up her mind to be brave. She might just be reading too much into the situation, and Rowan might turn out to be an okay guy. ‘Sure, Max and I will take you up on your offer. Do you want us to meet you there?’ Clara asks as she helps Max clear up the conference room. ‘I heard everything around here is walking distance. Is that true?’ ‘It’s true. It would be a nightmare to drive anywhere around here, especially if you are not used to the area. Lots of one-way streets. Come, let’s walk to the restaurant,’ Rowan says as he takes the laptop from Clara’s hand. She was so used to the men around her carrying her bags that she forgot for a moment that he was not Baz or one of her brothers. ‘Oh, I’m sorry, you don’t need to carry the laptop for me,’ she says to Rowan.
‘So let me ask you this, Mr. Kingston. Do you have a wife?’ Clara decided the direct approach was the way to approach Rowan since he was being brazen about his intentions. ‘No, and no girlfriend either, I would like to date you if that is possible,’ he was getting straight to the point as well, forgetting that Max was with them. He was eating his meal calmly like he was having a normal conversation, and he was not trying to piss off Clara. ‘That’s flattering, but I have a boyfriend already, Mr. Kingston. I hope that doesn’t prevent you from considering our business.’ she had been waiting for this chance to let him know she had a boyfriend all day. And she was glad that she could finally get it out. ‘I know. You’re with Sebastian Colfer from the Navio shipping company, right? But you’re not married yet, and I thin
Max rambled on as soon as he got into their hotel room. ‘My God, Clara, what is up with you and the CEO of these companies? Everyone we signed up with seems to be half in love with you before they even get to know you, and they’re very aggressive about it. Do they know how bad-tempered and impulsive you are? That you eat too much and you snore?’ ‘Oh shut up, like I have a choice about who we met at that convention.’ She throws him a pillow. ‘I don’t snore, doofus!’ He laughed out loud. ‘That’s what pissed you off?’ The door to the bathroom closed, then opened again. ‘By the way, we’re having dinner with Rowan tonight, and he expects you to be there. Maybe I should skip it and let you have a romantic candlelit dinner with him by yourself. After you walked out on me, he went back to a regular business executive. I say give him a chance. He was probably overwhel
In the cab, Max drapes his arm around Clara. He knows that in her mind, there was a war going on. Her mind is fighting whether she should have backed down, accepting his invitation for dinner to show that arrogant fool that he did not really scare her. But on the other, she felt she did the right thing, avoiding him as much as she could. She would swallow her pride and do what was good for the company, but she would not let misogynistic men like him win. She leans against Max and sighs, ‘Max, did I do the right thing? It kind of scared me to accept his invitation, that if he took me to dinner, something else might happen. He looked like he would have been capable of taking drastic measures, of taking me against my will. What if I’m not as strong as I thought I was? If I couldn’t fight him back…’ He hugged her closer. ‘It’s okay sis, he’s just another cl