Connor "You know," Ken says as he walks in after I open the door, "we might have been friends for nearly a decade, but sometimes it still feels like I don't know you." "What do you mean?" I say as I collect the bottle of whisky from him. He gives me a knowing look before walking away. "You know what I mean. I suggested that we have a small party to celebrate the deal you closed, but you thought your apartment had seen one too many parties already." "Which," he plops down on a chair, "is unlike you. Then you called me three hours ago, asking if I still wanted to have that party. Why would you change your mind?" I try to appear calm as I shrug. "Because I changed my mind. Get used to it, Ken. Everyone else will be arriving in thirty minutes to an hour, and it'll be a total of twenty people. No more." He nods. "Sure." I take a minute to drop the bottle in the built-in wall bar of the dining room. I take a bottle of red wine instead and two glasses.ConnorNot only did she run, bu
She looks unconvinced for a moment and then shrugs. "Please keep it down, sir, so we don't have an actual problem and have to come back." "What was that?" Ken asks when I close the door and walk back in. "Why did the cops show up? I wave my hand. "Wrong floor." "Oh. Okay." "Could you give me a minute? I need to check on something. I'll be back soon." With my mouth set in a grim line, I head down the elevator to confront the culprit. She doesn't come to the door until I press the doorbell three times. As soon as the door opens, I open my mouth to unleash the fury of my displeasure, but the words don't make it past my lips. "What?" Evelyn asks, thrusting her hands on her hips. "I wasn't going to respond, but I know you're the kind not to get the message that I don't want to see you." I would, but right now, the fact that Evelyn has on a see-through shirt with nothing underneath is holding me tongue-tied. Quite literally. I shouldn't be staring, but I can't help it. And I'm not s
Evelyn"You didn't look into it when I told you, and now, things are about to go down the drain.""Well, good morning to you, Miss Lockhart. I thought I was the only one having a fine morning," Connor says in an irritating, cheery voice as I barge into his office, waving a document.I ignore his subtle sarcasm and march to his desk, dropping the document on it. "Look. It's all there. You can see that there is a major flaw with the mechanics. If these prototypes are cleared for assembly," I scoff. "What am I saying? You cleared it."Connor cracks his knuckles and clasps both hands, placing his elbows on the desk."Are you telling me that what I vetoed and gave the all-clear, isn't clear?"I nod. "Yes. That is exactly what I am saying. Now," I raise a hand to stop him from interrupting, "When Ken told me about this project, I was sold from the get-go. But if you are allowing things like this to pass, then I quit."The severity of my tone has him frowning, and he picks up the document. W
Evelyn."So, you don't organize the parties?" I take a sip from the glass in front of me.We ended up going to a cozy bar with good lighting and a pleasant smell. Connor offered to pay for whatever I ordered, so I got the most expensive cocktail on their menu."Nope, I don't. I like parties, I won't lie to you, but my friends are more outgoing than I am.""The blond?" I question."Veronica?" He echoes.I nod. "Yeah. I guess that's her name. I don't recall."Connor laughs and shakes his head. "You don't recall? You guys talked when you came to my apartment the first time."I roll my eyes. "We didn't have a conversation. I asked her where the apartment's owner was after she assumed I was there for the party. Just like you did."He places his hand on his chest and, looking solemn, says, "I sincerely apologize for that. I am also sorry that I didn't listen to you. I was an asshole.""Are you sure you didn't hit your head?" I question in disbelief.He grins."Nope. But if there is one thin
Connor"You know," I tell Evelyn as we ride the elevator down. "When I asked you to go bowling with me, I didn't think you'd agree. I was expecting to be turned down.""So, you could tease me about not having a social life or something to that effect?" She cuts in and shakes her head. "I know all of your tricks, Connor Everest. If you think I will allow you to taunt me, you have something else coming.""Plus," she shrugs, "I like bowling. It is the only recreational activity where you can picture the head of someone you don't like rolling down the lane and crashing against the pins."I know her words are empty threats, but I gulp audibly, which makes her laugh."I am not talking about you, don't worry."I exhale."Phew."The doors open, and we get out."Does that mean there are people more annoying than me in your life?" I question as we head through the lobby. "I wouldn't have thought so."Evelyn flashes me a look with her lips downturned in a so-you-know way. "I don't let people's a
ConnorWe end up at a golf club, and Evelyn whispers in my ear, fifteen minutes after we get on the course, that she doesn't know how to play and is not about to embarrass herself.I laugh. "Why don't I teach you? You're a fast learner, so you only need a few lessons and thirty minutes."Her eyes widen with glee, and I swallow an amused chuckle. Who would have thought that this woman—formidable in the workplace -- could have this childlike wonder in her eyes when trying new things?Heading to the golf cart nearby, I take out two golf clubs and a golf ball."We will work on your swing," I explain as I hand her one of the clubs. "Having a good swing is all about positioning. You must know how to hold the club, or you'll lose your swing even before you start."I can tell she's a little nervous when responding, but she's also trying her best to act casual and confident. Like it's no big deal."Okay, you have to hold it like this," I gesture.Evelyn looks like she's trying to strangle the
Connor"I'm not embarrassed," she says firmly, but her eyes refuse to look into mine. "Far from it."I can tell she feels the same way, though, because if there is something Evelyn cannot hide, it's her body language. Leaning closer, I place my lips next to her ear."What do you say we forget golf? We can find someplace, you and I, to get things done."She moans softly."What do you say?" I repeat, nipping her earlobe.Evelyn nods. "Uhun."I kiss her ear and run my tongue down the side of her neck. When I feel her completely leaning against me, I retreat."What?" Her eyes fly open. "What—why?""Why what?" I feign ignorance.She looks puzzled, raising her hands and dropping them when she doesn't find the right words. But I keep up my act, watching her get all flustered. Although it's taking all of me to keep from taking her hand and ditching this place, it also pleases me to see that Evelyn wants me as badly as I crave her.My withdrawal is a tiny punishment for her denial."Aren't we
Evelyn"You don't need to compliment me, you know," I say with pride, sitting in front of Connor.After the impressive presentation I just gave, I expect him to break out in applause and say something along the lines of, you're invaluable to this company, but I'm not one to toot my own horn.He shrugs. "I wasn't going to.""What?""You did your job. Do you need me to praise you for doing your job?"Is he being serious? I spent the last three days making sure my work was impeccable, and to make sure my presentation was spot on, perfect. I had to work with three other departments because I needed to make sure there were no flaws in the data logs.And I don't get even a thank you? Stubborn, flightless bird. I should have known his sudden change in behavior was a fluke."Stubborn, flightless bird?" Connor echoes my thoughts out loud. "That is what you called me the other time, right?"Crap. I said that aloud, didn't I? I chew on my bottom lip, thinking of how to cover up for my spill. The
Felicia.We both stand and see two police officers exit the doors as we approach. We follow the nurse to a room.We see Collins sitting up in the bed; his arm has a big patch of gauze, and his shirt is bloodied, but he's alive.He looks up and smiles at both Carson and me."So, you got shot, little brother. I'm glad you're okay. You scared the hell out of us.""You just missed the police. They already have the men in custody.""Good. How are you feeling?""I'm fine. And so is Dale. He did well for a recruit.""Good. Felicia said you were wearing one of the new vests.""I was. But, I went by the office and grabbed one of the older ones before I went downtown."Carson gives me a searching look then looks over at Felicia, "Well, I'll leave you two alone. I'll go check on Dale."Collins looks over at me and then opens his arms. I walk over to him and wrap my arms around him being careful to avoid his injured arm, but I forget about his back."Ouch.""Oh, Collins, I'm sorry.""Don't worry
Felicia.My cell phone rings, "Hello?""Felicia, it's Carson. There was some trouble downtown. Collins and a guard have been taken to the hospital. I don't know the extent of their injuries.""Oh, my God," my head swims with the news. I weakly sit down."Are you home?""Yes.""Look, I'm headed to the hospital; why don't I stop by and pick you up?""Okay, thanks, Carson."I look down at my hot pink lingerie, I had planned on opening the door to Collins wearing it. I go into the bedroom and throw on the first clothes I touch—a pair of jeans and a black shirt. I slip on some shoes and hear a car pull up in the drive. I pick up my purse and rush out the door.As I approach Carson's car, my eyes land on my Can-Am Spyder. I see the word 'Bella' airbrushed on the side of my motorcycle. I give a small smile, then turn and hurry to the car where Carson is waiting.Once I'm in the car and Carson is driving to the hospital, before I can ask, he looks over at me grimly, "I wish I could tell you m
Collins."Good," I say with relief."You're not? Then who is?"Ellen and Dave both ask at one time.Felicia gives a proud smile, "I recommended to the board that it be a shared responsibility. Two Co-CEOs. While most companies only have one CEO, some are having great success with Co-CEO positions. I think a good balance of work and family is important.""That's a great idea. So, who will be Co-CEO with you?" Asks Ellen."Who do you think they'll pick?" Dave asks Felicia."I don't know who the board will select. Even though I have a controlling interest, I feel the board should make most of these types of decisions. However—"Felicia stops and looks at Ellen, "I made a recommendation. I recommended Ellen Stone and Beth Smith from gaming for joint leadership."Ellen looks stunned, and then her eyes begin to light up at the thought, "Thanks, Felicia. I love the idea of joint leadership. Beth knows the gaming side very well. We've worked on other projects together. She and I get along gre
Felicia.I give Collins a nod. Then I turn toward Ellen and Dave, "All of us will be attending the meeting," I inform them firmly."We will?" Ellen and Dave both look at me wide-eyed.I then hand them each a small stack of papers, "Yes, Ellen, you helped prepare these for me. If you and Dave could pass them out to the board members while I review the numbers, it would be helpful. Then, we will all be available to answer any questions that might be asked. Okay?"They both nod. I turn back to Collins and take his hand. Then, with a spring in my step, we walk out of the copier room and cross over to the boardroom.When I open the conference room door, I give everyone a wide, friendly smile. The Chair and Vice Chair of the Board catch my eye, and they nod solemnly to me as I enter. I nod back."Good morning," I walk toward the head of the conference room and gesture for Collins to take my normal seat. I remain standing between Collins and my uncle, who's at the head of the table. I notice
Collins.When I arrive home later that night, the house is dark. Felicia would always leave a light on in the house, so I know she's not in the apartment before I even open the door. I grimace as I flip on the light switch. I look around and everything looks exactly like it did when I left. Except Felicia isn't here. The empty apartment seems to mock me.I can't believe how the night ended. How arrogant I was to believe that she wanted something more than friendship. I pull out my cell phone and look down at the red beating heart that made me think she might feel the same way about me as I feel about her.I go to delete the heart, but at the last minute, I don't. I can't. It's the last text I may ever get from Felicia. I'm not only losing my wife, I'm losing my best friend. She gets me. She always has.I could tell earlier tonight that she felt bad. She probably didn't know how to tell me how she's been feeling. She wants to move on with finding someone she can love. And it's not me.
Felicia.When Serena and I walk out of Donovan Security a little after one o'clock, we both feel satisfied with the contract.Serena looks over at me, "I think everything went very well. That was one of the smoothest negotiations I've dealt with. Both you and Carson were flexible and fair. I think both sides basically got what they wanted, leaving Hayford Software in a very good position.""I'm glad the negotiation part is behind us. I can't wait to tell the team we have a signed contract from a major buyer, and we're ready to launch."We say our goodbyes, and then I drive to Hayford's.When I enter my department, every single member of the team watches me walk in. I can tell they've all been waiting. I give a huge smile and then hold the signed papers up over my head like a trophy."We have a signed contract, and we're ready for launch!"There are hoops and hollers as everyone gives a cheer. Then comes a lot of backslapping and high-fives.Ellen comes over. "So, are you nervous abou
Collins.It's Thursday morning, and I'm early. I want to be at the ten o'clock meeting to show Felicia my support. She's worked so hard on putting this deal together.The night before last, I started training one of the supervisors to be Hawkin's backup. Smitty, the guy I've been training, appears to be catching on quickly.I really don't want to work another night shift ever again. I'd rather be home at night, in bed with my wife.Damn, I can't believe how much I've missed being with Felicia. It's only been since Monday night, but I've gotten used to spending our evenings together.It doesn't matter if we're sharing stories about work, watching a movie and eating popcorn, sitting out on our deck, or riding our bikes. What's important is doing all of these things together, doing them with Felicia.I pull out my phone and look down at the last text she sent me. I saved it like some love-sick teenager simply because Felicia sent me a red beating heart. Damn, I've got it bad.I haven't h
Felicia.It's Wednesday, and I've been on pins and needles, waiting for everything to come together.Our department has been working around the clock to get the changes to the software ready. It's come a long way from the rough draft that Carson was originally shown.The team took my ideas and ran with them. They came up with some very innovative improvements on their own. Excitement is high.I've barely seen Collins as we're working opposite shifts.I'm getting ready to grab some lunch because I'm hungry. I skipped breakfast again this morning. My stomach has been acting up. Maybe Ellen was right, and I'm coming down with something."Felicia, it's Jaxson Gibson. Would you be able to stop by my office today?""Hi, Jaxson. Yes, I was getting ready to leave for lunch in a few minutes. I could be there in about fifteen minutes if that works?""Great. I'll see you then."When I walk into Jaxson's office, I'm shown into a small conference room in the back.Jaxson comes in. "Felicia, thanks
Felicia.It's Monday, and I spent most of Sunday looking up information about ReConstruct.Collins suggested I hire Jaxson and his team to look into the company's finances and bank records. I called Jaxson from the parking lot before I entered the building, so I'm running a little late.When I enter our department I find Ellen waiting for me in my office."Uh oh, are you here with good news or bad news?""You decide. Here are the projected sales from the third-party company. They re-ran the numbers based on the new marketing and pricing plan."I carefully put down my briefcase, sit down, and only then do I pick up the file in front of me.I quickly skim through their findings. Then I look up with a beaming smile."Let's get these over to Donovan Security.""Already done."After Ellen leaves, I lean back in my chair and just sit there with a smile on my face for a few minutes until I get a text from Collins.'I bet you're smiling!' With a smiley face emoji. My response is just a row of