(Eve’s POV)“You’re worried?” I lifted a brow, meeting Callahan’s eyes.My eyes narrowed as I pinned my gaze on my gorgeous boss. What was in me that heaven loved picking up on me? To bully me for asking so much? I did not ask to be an instant millionaire. Just a reset in my life. Is this what they meant by the saying be careful what you wish for?I was given a chance to reset my life through Moira’s room, but it seemed to have a glitch. And now this! Earlier, my doctor told me of further tests and possible treatments for the tumor in my brain, but I was too crushed to grasp everything he said. All I knew was the great possibility that I could die like my grandmother and aunt, and l would leave my children alone in this world. When I went to the hospital chapel earlier, I prayed that if it were the will of God, I would accept it, but with a condition.‘Please find me a great and loving father to look after my children before I die.’If heaven weren’t making a joke, what were the three
(Eve's POV)A mother must be a good actress.Despite what I felt, I had to smile and laugh with them. Isabella saved us all in that awkward moment. She boasted about her good performance in class. Theo, her classmate in the same class, complained about the long hours in the classroom. In their previous school, it was a three-hour class, but in their new school, it was five hours.Cooper shared the same feelings with his brother, telling Ben and Wyatt how he hated his new school.“You should make friends,” Ben suggested.My son lowered his face and sighed. “I don’t like them.”“It’s okay, buddy,” Wyatt said cheerily. “You’ll find one soon,” he assured, sincerely smiling at my son.Cooper wrinkled his nose and shrugged. “I’d rather hang out with you,” he murmured, tearing his slice of pizza into two.“We can be best friends,” Wyatt offered.“I like that,” Cooper grinned, nodding and eating his food.My son focusing on food meant he did not want to share more, and what Wyatt had said was
(Eve's POV)I looked glumly at the time on my phone. It was ten after five in the afternoon, but I was still in the office.Bethany was meeting a client. Bob was on a business trip. Worse, Millicent came and spent the whole morning pestering me by doing little errands for her outside the office. It was not even related to my job. It seemed her job today was to keep me away from Callahan. My boss was okay with it, and if her little tasks for me didn’t require falling in line, I would like it, too.When I returned from the bank, the last of Millicent’s tasks for me, she was gone, but it was already one. I hoped to have a quick lunch, but Callahan exited his office before I could have a big bite of the sandwich Rosie prepared for me that morning. I bet my face turned crimson when my mouth was wide open, ready to devour the sandwich, at the same time he looked at me.Callahan frowned and sighed, but he did not say anything. He walked past me and headed to the elevator.‘Goodbye, baby!’ I
(Eve's POV)“This will only take a minute,” Bernard said, smiling sheepishly at me while placing the food container in the microwave.Bernard Smith lived in an all-white interior studio apartment with a calming and relaxing atmosphere, maybe because of the indoor plants that added a touch of nature to the ambiance. I found the place clean and neat for a man living on his own. Even the piles of papers on his desk near the bed were organized.“My hungry tummy can wait,” I chuckled, lifting a small picture frame on the side table. “Your sister?” I joked, betting the woman in the picture was his mother.The resemblance between him and the woman was hard to miss. I understood where he got his good looks. Their striking features were almost identical. I pressed my lips, suppressing a laugh as I thought of finding the female version of Channing Tatum.Bernard looked in my direction and smiled.“That great woman there? My mom. She’s an annoying but the best mom in the world,” he muttered lovi
(Cal’s POV)“Where’s Eve?”The high note in Millicent’s tone was enough to tell me she was unhappy. She entered my office, frowning while balancing the cups of coffee on a small tray.The sound of her high-heeled shoes clicking and clacking on the bare floor reminded me to contact the interior designer to install the carpet. Lately, I have been experiencing frequent headaches, and even small sounds that I barely noticed before would trigger them.“This isn’t my job, Cal!” She sneered, placing the coffee on my table. “I’m not your secretary.”“Argh! I’m glad,” I sighed in relief, almost rolling my eyes, but I did not look at her. Instead, I pretended to be busy reviewing the budget request for the next six months.My mind was preoccupied with thoughts and questions about my secretary. Last night, I had a strange dream about her. Since I woke up, I have been unable to stop thinking about Eve. It was intense. Sexy. Sensual.I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to connect my dream again.Eve c
(Cal’s POV)“What’s with you?” Millicent hissed annoyingly and glanced at the door closed. “Do you want Eve to sue you for harassment?”I didn’t answer. Instead, I focused on the food, not wanting to admit that I crossed the line. I shouldn’t have done it and thought about doing it to her. It was not real but a dream that could jeopardize my position.“What’s that? How did you get it?” Millicent muttered, copying my tone. She groaned and rolled her eyes, biting the steak on her fork. “Are you the only man she met in her life? She’s young…” She chewed her food, her excuse for thinking of the best way to attack me. “She’s a young widow -”I lifted a hand, glaring at her.It was enough cue for Millicent to get the message I didn’t want to talk about it. I sighed but continued to eat, not wanting to give her a chance to make fun of me again. I felt stupid, thinking it was not a dream. How could it have happened when I had a late online meeting last night, and she had two guests at home, a
(Eve's POV)My reflection in the mirror proved my blood all went to my face. Have I gone mad? I placed my palms under the faucet, catching the cold water and sprinkling it on my face. At this point, I wished to drown myself in the sink, only I didn’t fit.After Dr. Preston called, I looked for her information in my files. There was none. Out of curiosity, I searched for her name on the Internet and found a few sites that mentioned her. Wanting to confirm he wasn’t dating the sexual therapist because she was really attractive in the pictures, I made up the story. The erectile dysfunction answer was something I did not expect… and believe.If I had not entered Moira’s room last night, he would know his magnificent shaft was not broken. The first time I met him and last night were my proof he was a very healthy man when it came to bed.I extended my hand, reaching for the towel, and wiped the dampness off my face. After a moment, I took a deep breath, steadied my nerves, and gazed at my
(Eve's POV)Callahan turned to me and gave me the folder. “Edit the changes in the contract and then send it to Kei and me. Don’t forget to cc Bob and Millicent. After that, we can leave.”Easy peasy! I smiled, nodding at Callahan as I took the folder. It was not a déjà vu, and I was glad I didn’t have to panic. I knew exactly what to do.I nodded cheerfully as I had done that task yesterday… mine, but not Callahan’s. Then, his words echoed again in my mind.‘We can leave?’“Huh? We?” My eyebrows were furrowed as I asked him.“Yes,” he answered without looking at me as he was busy reading a text message. “I had this weird dream about you. I want to make sure it’s not happening,” he replied while typing.I didn’t mean it to happen, but my lips involuntarily pouted, upset that whatever that dream was, Callahan sounded sure he didn’t want a repeat performance. I was about to return to my table but stopped and turned around.“I'm just curious,” I asked in a hushed tone, glancing at Mr. Mo