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2021-04-03 10:42:59He offers his arm and I link my arm through his. We wander away from the party into the gardens. There is still some time before the reception begins. I’m sure whatever he wishes to discuss will be over by then.
“It’s a lovely evening,” he says sounding as if he is observing something working exactly the way it should.
“I think it’s perfect,” I reply.
“Nearly perfect.” His remark tells me that he thinks something is missing.
“And what would make it perfect if I may ask?” I say looking up at him as we walk towards the beach.
“Getting to know you better,” he replies confidently.
I blush, thankful that it is night and there is little light for him to see how red my face is. My skin is a golden brown but despite its color, I’m sure he could see me blushing if there was enough light. Despite the cool breeze, I feel warmer than expected and I know it’s Rick&r
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I get back to the table and sit down beside Ashley after the new bar limit has been confirmed. She looks at me and smiles.“You were gone a while,” she smiles knowingly waiting for me to spill the beans.“I had to sort out the bar limit,” I reply blushing. “I wasn’t with him all the time.”“Could have fooled me,” Ashley says. Bursting with curiosity, she asks, “What did he want?”“To get together after the wedding,” I smile.“Really?” Ashley asks surprised. “He doesn’t take it slow does he?”I blush again as I think of just how slow we didn’t take it. I shake my head not trusting my voice to answer as I avoid Ashley’s gaze.“You tart!” she whispers. “You didn’t!”“Didn’t what?” I ask feigning ignorance but still not looking at her.&ldquo
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I sit down at my table again. My chat with Viola didn’t go the way I had hoped. I know I’ve blown what we started outside in the garden. I am disappointed. She has had an effect on me like no other woman and I still can’t stop looking at her.She’s one of the best at what she does. I’m one of the best at what I do too.I know if we collaborated it would be great. With her reputation in her industry, Viola attracts top-tier clients because of her reputation. My kind of clients. The wealthier they are, the bigger the divorce settlements are. Makes sense doesn’t it?That aside, they can also pay for the best legal advice before they get married if we collaborate. This is what Viola failed to recognize. My commissions are good and she stands to make good money simply from a referral. Why should she even care what happens later down the road? If anything, she’s likely to get at least one repeat client if the couple divorces a
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I can’t believe him. He gave his business card to Trish’s mother? How insensitive can you be? I want to explode right there and then but I think there’s more than enough drama already and this is not about me and my opinion. I crush the urge to go after Rick and tell him just how cold-hearted, selfish, and opportunistic I think he is.I step up to Trish who is still being held by her father. I put my arm on her back.“I am so sorry, Trish,” I say.She nods but does not look at me. I can’t tell if she even knows who I am right then but it’s not important now.The bathroom door opens behind me and Eric and the bridesmaid, Cherise steps out. They blush immediately when they see the people that are still standing there and then they look at Trish and her parents.Trish’s father tenses and he tries to get Trish to release him but her mother steps in.“No George,” she sa
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I do not sleep well at all through the night. My mind is too full of the possibilities of what might happen. To be honest I am expecting the worst but praying for a miracle.Since I can’t sleep, I finally move to the couch and turn on the television. I tune into the local news channel and things go from bad to worse. I thought it was simply a local story that would pass quickly but I thought wrong.I suppose there’s some young ‘wannabe great reporter’ at the station who’s decided that this story might just be their ticket to something bigger. They have dug up more information about the wedding and, more importantly, my business. I listen as the latest news about the story is broadcast and feel sick. If only it was morning sickness, it would surely be better than this.The reporter is a young woman, blond and pretty with a captivating smile who seems only too happy to be telling the world about me and my business.“&
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I sit down but only on the edge of the single-seater sofa, behind me.“Mr. and Mrs. Benton, I came here to tell you how truly sorry I am for what happened last night. I expect that you’ve heard the news by now. You must…”Emma looks up her eyes suddenly hard. “What were you thinking?” she asks her voice rising steadily as she speaks. “What in heavens name made you believe talking anyone out of cold feet when they’re getting married was a good idea?”“Experience has shown me that people get cold feet. When the bride or groom or both get cold feet, they do eventually get married. I did what I did because I know how hard it is to get people to come from so many different places at such an expense only to be disappointed if the wedding doesn’t go ahead.”“Do you think I care?” Emma asked. “Do you think I care about the cost? I care about my daughter. She is eve
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I can’t stop thinking about her. Seeing her this morning as I was leaving George’s house was the last thing I expected. She is beautiful. More than beautiful. She has a certain something about her that attracts me. I don’t know what it is but I’ve never felt it before.I remember the time we spent together the night before. I would give anything to have another opportunity to spend time alone with her like that. If only we had more time before we were interrupted. Things might have been different. We could still have spoken more civilly if only the groom hadn’t been caught with his… well if he hadn’t been so stupid.Talking about offering legal services was the wrong thing to do, and giving Trish’s parents my business card was just plain foolish. I now realize that it made me look exactly like the person she thought I am. And as far as meeting her this morning went?I am sure she thinks I was there to talk about T
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“So, what are you waiting for? What better way to make an example of the joke of his daughter's wedding is by tearing a wedding planner’s business down along with the wedding that blew up in her and everyone’s face?”“I did not suggest that they should sue you. I went there because I thought they only wanted to hire me for the divorce.”Viola shrugs. “If not you, it would be someone else anyway. This will give you the vindication you need for your beliefs.”“Look, I didn’t want to do this at your expense,” I reply.“But you’ve been asked to and you will, because it’s what you do.” Viola sits forward and places her chin on her hand. Her eyes are narrowed again and she smiles cynically. “Look on the bright side.”“What’s that?” I ask. I don’t see how there is any bright side to this at all. Not for her at least.“
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I go back inside and tell Viola that George has agreed to accept the refund. I remove a standard letter of settlement from my briefcase, fill in the details by hand and have Viola sign the agreement.She signs it and makes sure I have the check.“Thanks,” I say.“Thank you,” she replies.I hesitate and then venture to offer her a suggestion. “You can fight this, all the other lawsuits.”“And I suppose you want me to appoint you as my lawyer?”I shake my head. “I’m not thinking of that. I’m just saying you can fight this. You can’t settle everyone’s claims.”“I don’t intend to. I’m filing for bankruptcy.”“But you’re not…”“… Not insolvent?” She asks and laughs cynically. “For a lawyer, you make too many assumptions. I guess now that you know what my fee for Trish&rs
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I need a wedding whisperer. I haven’t used one since the story about using a wedding whisperer blew up and destroyed my business the first time around.The bride has cold feet and I don’t know what to do.Even worse, I am the bride. I am the one with cold feet.Rick, the man of my dreams is waiting to marry me but I’m afraid.I know he hasn’t dated seriously and I wonder if he knows what he’s getting into. He’s only dated me seriously aside from Christine if his time with Christine could even be considered as serious dating.Before that, he was a hit-and-run man. I know why. He told me why and I can understand it. I also know that he’s moved on from that. He has changed for the better and he has ultimately chosen me over Christine. After everything came to light about her who wouldn’t have chosen someone else?But being nasty is not going to solve my problem now.Will he stick with me or
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I stay out of sight until Christine has entered the church. I wait a few seconds more and then enter behind her. The church is full but I find some empty seats near the back. I see Rick looking backward. I think he might have seen me but I can’t be sure. Maybe he’s only looking at Christine.Then, just before Christine reaches the front of the church a man enters, looks around, and spots the empty seats next to me. He comes over and sits next to me.He’s big and well-built. I give him a cursory glance and smile as he sits beside me. He smiles back and then looks to the front of the church. He seems tense and focused as he looks to the front of the church.I think he’s handsome and I wonder if the universe is sending me another opportunity. Maybe the universe has accepted that Rick and I are a lost cause and it’s decided to offer me another gift.Grow up, my inner voice says sourly. You seem to think the universe
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I don’t move and he makes it into the lift just in time. He spins me round to face him and before I can do anything he pulls me close and kisses me. It takes me a moment before I respond. I have wanted Grady since I saw him again and as much as I have been denying him sex with me I have been denying myself. I’m crazy with desire and at last, I respond to his kiss. Our mouths melt together as our fingers find each other’s neck or hair to stroke or grab. Our breathing accelerates and we sound like we’ve just finished running a marathon. When we finally separate, I look down to the lobby and my eyes find Lara.She is looking at me in disbelief and astonishment.“Fuck!’ I say.‘What is it?” Grady asks. He wants to look where I’m looking but I stop him.“Don’t look,” I say. I try to consider my options and make a decision quickly. “Don’t get out of the elevator with me. Go back
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That’s it. There’s nothing more to say or explain. I couldn’t expect any more or less. I look out the cab’s window and watch the city passing by. I feel as if I’m watching my dream dissolve and blow away in the wind. I had it all this time and I’ve thrown it away. I begin to cry silent tears. The cab ride seems to take forever.I think of all the times that the universe kept pushing me back into Rick’s path as if we were meant to be together.Maybe I was wrong. Maybe it wasn’t that we were meant to be together. Maybe it’s because this industry isn’t for me. Maybe I don’t belong here and maybe it’s used Rick to throw me out again. I don’t know what I’ll do now. I can’t leave Los Angeles again. The opportunities are here. I’ll just have to find it. But that’s the least of my worries right now.I don’t receive any messages from Rick. Why would I? I guess he&r
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I look at Viola on the other side of the room.“What happened?” I ask.“I can’t… we can’t do this. Please go,” she says. Then, as if realizing for the first time that she’s topless, she covers herself with her arm and moves back to the sofa where she snags her top off the floor and pulls it over her head. I watch her as she lifts her hands over her head to put her top on. The movement lifts her breasts and accentuates them and then she’s dressed again.“Please go,” she says again.Viola, c’mon. Let’s talk…”“Get out!” she shouts.I get up and make my way to the entrance hall. I open the door and let myself out. She follows me at a distance still covering her breasts even though she’s wearing her top again. I look back at her once I’m outside the apartment.“Let’s just talk,” I say in a calm voice.
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I’m mad. I’m angry. He always does this to me. My inner voice says if he makes you angry, why are you standing here so close to him?Shut up, I tell my inner voice. I am close. Too close. But I don’t want to move away. This is my kitchen, after all. My apartment. Well, not mine, but you know what I mean.He’s gazing into my eyes and he’s close enough that I notice his eyes studying my face. They settle on my lips and I swallow. I lick my lips nervously before his eyes move down over my body.I take my coffee and turn away. I move around the small island in the middle of the kitchen and head for the door. He watches me go and then picks up his coffee and follows me.I lead the way to the living room and I’m pretty sure his eyes are on my ass. Why did I wear these shorts, I wonder?I remain standing as I wait for him to sit down. He takes his seat on the sofa where he sat before.
