Connor"What are you getting her?" I ask as Ken and I stand in front of the displayed rings, all of them in varying degrees of beauty and prices.Ken called me last night, asking for a last-minute favor. It was at eleven pm when I found out that my best friend had set his wedding date for two months from now and hadn't gotten a ring.He taps his chin."To be honest, I'm not completely sure. I know she doesn't want something traditional, but I can't seem to narrow it down to one. Or two," he looks at me helplessly. "Is it okay if I get her five? Or ten?"I laugh."As a wedding ring?""Engagement, too. I want to get something perfect," he sighs.Pointing to a ring with a sapphire gemstone, I comment, "This looks good. It's a good price, too."Ken shakes his head. "Price doesn't matter when it comes to Mira. I want to give her everything."I see."Then something from natural materials? You could get a couple of them," I suggest, pulling him and moving to another section. "These are made
Connor Ken enters the back seat and gives me the stink eye through the rearview mirror. "You could have said it was none of my business rather than leaving me there." My chest rumbles with laughter, and I stare at his frowning face. "Is that why you're seated at the back?" He nods and crosses his arms. "Yup. I'm at the back, that means you're my driver today." When I don't respond, he gestures to the wheel. "Come on. Let's go. Aren't you hungry?" My stomach grumbling keeps me from giving him a witty remark, and when he raises a cheeky brow, I chuckle. "I will be nice to you because you're getting married soon. After your honeymoon, be prepared to meet a ton of work on your desk. You were of little help with this project." "That's because I was attending to other duties," he complains. "And I could say the same about you. Do you know how many meetings I had to attend because you threw yourself into the project and working with Evelyn? It was like nothing else mattered." It f
ConnorWhen I get there, I find Evelyn seated on a colorful-looking couch. Her hundred-pound fur baby, Bucky is sleeping beside the chair, but he senses me and wakes up, running over and tackling me with sloppy kisses.Evelyn laughs as I attempt to keep him from tackling me to the ground under his weight and the ferocity of his affection until she comes to bail me out."Sit, Bucky."He does and she pouts at me. "He loves you, you know. But I'll take him to one of the rooms, so he doesn't try to maul you again."As she walks away, my eyes take in her apartment; the decor and the whimsical items she bought when we went decor shopping suddenly make sense. Everything seems to fit perfectly, from a large candle that doubles as a lamp to the beautiful artwork on the walls that makes up her personal space.Evelyn returns minutes later and she stands next to me, whispering in my ear. "Now that you're in, how do we celebrate this achievement?"Chuckling, I lift the bag in my hand."I brought y
ConnorBy the time Evelyn got there, I didn't want to let her go."They smell so good," she sniffs. "You've done a good deed, Mr. Everest."Then she drops the bouquet, takes a step forward, reaches high, and places a kiss on my lips. It's a brief, sweet one that satiates and leaves me longing all at once."Do you want to stay and drink the wine with me?"I shake my head."I should let you sleep. Why don't we drink it tomorrow? I don't want it to interfere with your beauty sleep."After she puts the bottle in the kitchen and the roses in a vase filled with water, Evelyn follows me to her door."How do you like my apartment?" She asks, holding the door open with one hand.We're so close that the only thing I'm looking at is her lips. I'm lost... contentedly lost in them."Connor?""Hmm?" I refocus."I missed you too," Evelyn says before she puts her hands around my neck and touches her lips to mine. I give in immediately, my lips parting to embrace the kiss.My hands go around her waist
Evelyn."Are you nervous?" Connor asks."Hmm?" I look up from the thick file in front of me that I've been peering over for the past two hours.Connor reaches out to take my hand, and his thumb makes circles in my palm."Are you nervous? We have a day left. Less than twenty-four hours.""No. Why would I be? We've spent the entire day going through everything. Every step and line, and they've all passed the checklist," I respond confidently.I'm hoping that he buys it because my nerves are shot to hell, and I've been surviving on coffee and pure adrenaline."Good," he grins, "because you've done well. If you were working for me full-time, I would have given you a promotion. Why don't you come to work for me?"You know...I'd forgotten that I'm an independent contractor.That's how much time Connor and I have spent with each other working on the project for the past few months. We've been through a lot, from hating each other to pushing personal feelings aside so we could work, and now—
Evelyn"Chelsea?" Ken asks.Connor's ex.The stunning woman I met at that other party. Before meeting her, I had this weird feeling that I might be jealous if we ever crossed paths. When we did, all I could think about was how I couldn't give her a real piece of my mind because I didn't mean much to Connor then.We were faking our engagement.Then he said he was falling in love with me, and now, I feel untouchable."She's quieted down," he responds. "I doubt she'll be making any more trouble for us." He looks at me when he says us, and my heart flutters.Us.We're a real thing, and after tomorrow night, he might be my real fiancé."I can't wait," I whisper excitedly."How many reporters have you invited?" Connor asks."Three," Ken responds. "Two are more likely to cover and write articles in our favor, while the third is neutral.Connor gives him a thumbs up. "You've done well. You've earned a week off next month. Don't forget to send us an invite beforehand. Even if it's a small wedd
Evelyn"So fucking beautiful," Connor's hands unbutton my shirt, and I remove my hands from his hair so he can pull it off.My breast spills out of the demi black bra as he cups it, teasing my nipple through the fabric with his fingers.The friction does delicious things to me, and I lean back, hands on the desk, urging him to take more. When the clasps come undone, and the tip of his tongue touches my nipple, I gasp, and my shoulders shudder."Connor," I moan."I don't know why we've never done it here," he says breathlessly before doing the same to the other nipple. My head falls back, and I feel my pulse kick up a notch between my legs."I'd like to think of you, naked and wet, every time I walk into my office.""How will you concentrate?" I ask with a small laugh.He shrugs, and I feel his hand between my legs, touching me through the fabric of my pants. I shamelessly ride his hand, wordlessly begging for more.Connor kisses me as his hand undoes the zipper on my pants, and he pul
Connor"Have you seen Evelyn?" I ask Ken when I find him outside in the hall.The after-party is in full swing. The event was a success, and I'd promised to tell her something once I could get away from all the people.He shakes his head. "Nope. I'm looking for Mira, too. Her art gallery thing was supposed to have ended hours ago. If I find Evelyn, I'll let you know. Or I'll send her your way."I give him a thumbs up. "Thanks."Ken goes one way while I go the other. When I don't find her, I redirect my attention to the flower path to the right.I try calling her phone again and it makes the sound indicating that she's on another call.Who could she be talking to?Mira, maybe?Either way, I need to see her. I've waited weeks, and I can't wait for the main event to end so I could get some time alone with her.My hand goes into my pocket to make sure it's still there and I smile, patting it. The small box has everything I need, but all that's missing is the person in question.My heart i
EvelynMira's idea of a small after-party had to be the equivalent of putting me in a tight spot. We piled into cars, nine of us in five vehicles, and headed to a bar.I was the only one without a ride-along because everyone suddenly had a partner. She wanted to call it off at the last minute, but I assured her I was fine.I'm not bitter about everyone being a couple, but I'm the only one fresh out of a public engagement.I was lying through my teeth and it was not my best performance, but she was too happy to see it. Just like she forgot to mention that Connor would be attending because I'm seated at a table for two like everyone else, staring at my half-full glass when he walks in.Walks up to me and asks—"Is this seat taken?""What are you doing here?" I ask, cocking my head and glaring at him.He turns to Mira, who is tongue-deep in her husband, and then turns back to me."Mira? We met after the reception, and she said I could come. It's supposed to be a small gathering for frien
Evelyn"Hey, you—"The words die on my tongue as someone steps in front of me, wearing a dark blue two-piece suit with a small smile on his lips. My chest swells uncomfortably, and my stomach bottoms as I stare at him."Evelyn," he whispers my name. "I—it's good to see you.""It's not good to see you," I snap and then mentally berate myself for not being able to control my emotions.Everything comes flooding back—the disbelief I felt when I was reading that message, the anger that followed, and the ache in my chest as I drank until I blacked out.How I hoped that he would find me as I packed my things from the apartment two days later, even though I had scheduled it at a time I knew he would be out.When he called my mom, I wished Connor would have ignored her answer and come looking for me.But none of that happened, and as the weeks went by, I slowly found a way to deal with the pain. It no longer made me feel like I was drowning in my sorrows.And now...he's here, and it feels like
ConnorKen sucks his teeth."I'm not sure, but if I were pissed at someone who I thought loved me and wanted to get away, I might try to throw them off my trail.""Or not," he shrugs. "Evelyn might have been telling him the truth because she didn't factor in you coming to look for her."The big question is, how could I have missed it? For God's sake, she lived under me. I should have heard the noises or seen something—her, the moving people.I tell Ken."If she did it when you were at work, then you wouldn't have noticed," he says. "What about her parents?"I shake my head, tapping my fingers on the steering wheel."I doubt it. Evelyn told me how she moved out of their house because they were overbearing. She wouldn't go back there. But," I hesitate on discarding the possibility, "do you think I should call just to be sure?""Her father is a tough man, but her mom and I might have struck up a friendship when they came to my office.""Then you should call," he says.Grateful that I did
Connor It feels like the elevator cannot go any faster as I stare at the doors, my heart pounding and my palms sweaty. If anyone told me that making amends with the love of my life would be the scariest thing I ever did, I wouldn't have believed them. But it is. Ken pats me on the back. "You've got this. Just go with your gut and don't try to make excuses. Be a hundred percent honest." "Okay," I nod. "Okay." The doors open, and I step out, heading for Evelyn's door. Ken tells me that he'll stay by the elevator to give us some privacy. As I get closer, I remember all the times I stood in front of her door, teasing her or asking her if I could come in. I recall the first time she let me in and how intimate it felt to finally be in her space. I can't believe I am going to lose all of that. But, come to think of it, I haven't seen her car in the parking lot since the evening of the gala. I was too out of it to pay attention the next morning, but I noticed her spot was empty yeste
Connoied when she said she had feelings for me."What did you do, Connor?" Ken repeats.Letting out a sigh, I tell him about the party, how I went out looking for Evelyn and found her on the phone with her mom. I narrate what I heard as best as I can to Ken, making sure to add a few phrases verbatim.He looks at me confused when I finish, shaking his head."And you didn't ask her what she meant by that?""It was pretty clear," I respond.Ken leans forward, and his posture is almost intimidating. Almost."Are you certain it was what you think? You said you heard her on the phone, talking to her mom. You had no way of knowing what was being said on the other end, did you?"I shake my head. "No. But did I have to know? If you heard Mira on the phone saying the same thing, what would you think?""The first thing I'd do is ask her why," he replies. "Her response might break me or clear things up, but it's better to know for sure than to think something that is not right."There's a knock
EvelynI don't know how she knows I'm here—my guess is that I must have drunk-dialed her—but I follow her to a corner table.Mira pulls out the chair for me to sit, and I do so. She pulls out the other one and does the same."So, do you want to talk, or do you need me to watch over you while you drink, take you home, and then talk about it in the morning."All I want to do is forget.I don't want to see Connor tomorrow and I have to ask if he meant that we're never going to be an item, if he was deceiving me all this time, if he couldn't see that I was in love with him before he broke my heart with one text message.Digging into my bag and opening the message, I thrust my phone at Mira. She looks at me with concern before taking it and seconds after, her eyes widen as her lips part slightly."What," her eyes meet mine, "is this?""I thought he was going to propose tonight," my voice breaks from the start. "One stupid reporter said that Connor," I sniff, "talked about a wedding and I a
evelynit turns out to be harder than i thought or expected because after going round and round, there is no trace of connor anywhere. i go to the parking lot, but his car isn't there either.we came separately, but why would his car be gone? did he leave without me? maybe he had to drop someone off?scratching my head and trying to figure out which of the questions is the right one, i head back to the hall and, by a divine stroke of luck, run into ken."there's the star of the evening," he says cheerily. "everyone is talking about you."i blush. "me? i'm just the cyber person. i'm sure you heard them talking about connor, but i appreciate the flattery."he shakes his head."nope. it's you. everyone on the team has been talking about how you made sure everything went well, and i might," he smiles, "have chipped in a thing or two.""thank you. um, have you seen connor?""oh yeah. minutes ago? or an hour? i'm not so sure. he was looking for you."why isn't he around, then?i wrack my he
Evelyn"Miss Lockhart!"I'm accosted by a reporter as soon as I walk back into the hall, and I brace myself preparing for the barrage of questions he's about to ask.After all, this is the event everyone has been waiting for, although they didn't know that.The reporter grins as he gets closer and then stretches out his hand, which I accept."Good evening. I'm Gerald. With the Evening Times. I met your fiancé earlier, and we had quite the conversation."Oh?I cock my head, suddenly interested in the interview.Connor and I haven't seen each other all night. If you don't count the one time we bumped into each other and he was whisked away seconds later. But not before he kissed me on the cheek and said he had something to tell me later.The only reason I haven't had the chance to steal my fiancé away and kiss him in the cover of the hallway's darkness is because I've been making sure everything is going smoothly and he's been playing the perfect host.We just might be Yin and Yang if I
Connor"I have to go, mom. The party isn't over yet. My boss must be wondering where I am now," Evelyn says.I turn away, blinking rapidly, and stride through one of the open doors into the hall of bright lights and a lot of chatter."Mr. Everest." I turn to see a reporter flashing a smile. "I've been looking all over for you."I put on a fake smile that irks me, but I swallow my irritation, reminding myself that my attitude will affect the articles that will come out tomorrow."Good evening," I respond."I'm with the Evening Times. Would you mind answering a few questions on the project that was unveiled this evening?""I have three minutes to spare," I inform him.His recorder goes on, and the small mic comes close to my face."Building a sophisticated piece of tech like the GloChange without word of it getting out must have taken a lot of effort. Can you tell us how you did that?"By faking an engagement with a contracted consultant and falling in love with her in the process, then