“You have to make time for both,” I tell her and she nods. We drive the rest of the way in silence, but I can’t seem to shake this jittering feeling inside me. Ever since I saw Eric come out of the bathroom, my heart has been beating wild in my chest. Maybe I’ve had too much coffee. We pull up
Renee’s POV The more I try to distance myself from Eric, the more agitated we all get. Eric notices I’ve put up a wall which makes him rigid, my own inner wolf is protesting causing me to get frustrated at myself but then take it out on Eric as he tries to knock down my walls. Even Debbie picks
“I’m not that dumb,” Debbie argues. “We know you’re not sweetie,” I chime in trying to sound friendly. Maybe we can have a good cop bad cop kind of thing going on here. “But you can’t leave us locked in here, it’s not right,” I tell her. “What’s not right is that you two refuse to make us an off
Renee’s POV It’s hours before we hear the click to the bedroom door unlock, though instead of racing to bolt out the door- we savor the next few minutes together in bed. The soft sheets are wrapped around our legs, the silk pillow cases are damp and stick to our hair. My entire body feels like
Renee’s POV Eric snaps the jewelry box shut. A lump forms in my throat and I can’t even explain why. Eric quickly rises from his knees as though he never meant to propose. “All right then, Renne” Eric says indifferently. His words sting. “Eric, don’t” I tell him, but it’s too late. I can alre
Her dislike of me is evident when her face falls from a wide grin to me of disappointment. It’s obvious she was expecting Eric. “Debbie; your mom is here!” Marie calls over her shoulder and I figure that’s about as much as a greeting I’ll get. Luckily Debbie skips to the front door quickly so I
Eric’s POV There are too many couples out. Of all the times I’ve roamed through town, I’ve never once noticed all the love in the air. It’s like they’re mocking me with their dough eyes and giddy grins. It’s like I’m damned if I do and damned if I don’t. If I don’t pursue Annie, I mean Renee,
He flashes us a smile revealing his whitened teeth. His hair is whiter too, mixed with some black. He has a few more wrinkles around his eyes and his muscles look softer then from what I remember. “Eric,” he greets me specifically telling me that he’s seen Jasper more recently. “Mark,” I greet h
the other if he’s guilty or innocent. The security guard up by the judges seat also as a stone-cold look about him. He reminds me of Andrew in his broad build and serious look, only difference is Andrew would defend Eric until death- this security guard looks as though he’s here to defend othe
The next two weeks become a blur. Mia leaked she was suing Eric to the media. Needless to say the public is in a frenzy l. We can’t so much as go grocery shopping without being bombarded by flashing lights and people shouting their opinions at us. Even at night when I close my eyes I see con
we were looking at one another she figured as much,” I guess that’s what I get for having Margaux be around in our lives for so long, she can pick up on these things. The boat, which really is more like a mini yacht await our boarding. It’s white with black linings and a wooden deck is being
We leave the restaurant just as local news shows up outside the building. Ducking inside Eric’s car, my heel breaks and I nearly fall. Eric catches me by my arm. I look up at him and he grins. “You need better shoes,” he says referring to the time my heel broke when I modeled by design outfit.
fancy but I never was one who enjoyed to get all glamours and I did warn him that I wasn’t going to be the old wife that he once had, the one who would’ve dressed in the most elegant and fanciest clothing just to appease him no matter how out of place I felt. So, I decide to where what I like.
I’m pulled from sleep by something brushing up against my thigh. My eyelids flutter open, light filtering into my vision. “Good afternoon,” Eric whispers into my ear, it’s then that I realize it’s his palm making soft strokes against my upper thigh. His touch callouses scratch against my bare
just as unhappy with the attention as I am. “I should have called Andrew,” he says and reaches in his pocket I presume to do exactly that. I sink down in my passenger seat as if I could make myself invisible. The excitement grows among the crowd, body’s squirming against one another like a pac
I wake up with a gasp. “What time is it?” “Almost six,” Emily says from the other side of the living room. I rub my eyes. At some point I must’ve fallen asleep. “Did you sleep at all?” I ask. “I couldn’t sleep with a hundred people outside my house,” Emily says with a bit of a bite to her
that I’m about to learn it’s not. I toss my phone aside and go for my laptop tucked inside my work bag. “You’re working?” Emily asks. I don’t answer her, I can’t. I’m too focused. I sign into my works database and pull up our network that tracks our global ratings. “No,” I gasp. “Well, if