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
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
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
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
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
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
Connor "This. That night, I was going to give it to you. To ask you to marry me. Then I overheard that stupid conversation you were having with your mom and I just...it was stupid of me to think that you were using me, but I guess I was scared.""No," he shakes his head. "I was scared. I haven't loved anyone the way I love you, Evelyn. You make me feel things I thought were not in the books for me, and the mere thought that it could have all been one-sided sent me down the rabbit hole.""I'm sorry. I should have asked you instead of jumping to conclusions. I shouldn't have gone home and gotten drunk, but I should have waited for you and heard the truth instead."A tear slips down my face as Connor speaks, and I bite my lip hard to keep the shudders at bay. To think that this was all a misunderstanding—A wave of relief comes over me. I have spent the last however many weeks trying to navigate the hurt and pain that turns out was all for nothing, and now the release is impossible to h
BLURB.Sweet, but sassy Felicia Hayford needs her inheritance. And the only way she can get it is to get a husband by her twenty-fifth birthday, or kiss it goodbye.She's worked hard all her life, and needs a layoff. When she gets abandoned at the altar on her wedding day, she enlists the help of her billionaire next-door neighbor and best friend Collins Donovan to help her out.Collins have been best friends with Felicia since they were practically in diapers, and when he learns she's abandoned at the altar, he's pissed. She's running out of time, and with no options left, he offers her a solution.A temporary fake marriage.No attachments. Just putting up a believable act so Felicia could get her inheritance.Except living under the same roof together doesn't turn out easy as either of them expected.Fake kisses slowly starts turning real, and late-night talks turn into stolen, forbidden moments.It's a delicious danger, the path they're towing.But all arrangements have an expiry d
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