Could I be? Or is it the stress? I wash my face and brush my teeth again. The police escort is here to take me to the hospital. I get to the hospital and Grant is signing his release papers to leave. “We need to stop at the pharmacy. I need to get some gauze to change the dressing on my hand." Grant replied.“Umm, yeah I need to stop and get something as well.” I said. “Oh? What?” Grant said. “Well.. I ah.. Gosh this is so not the time, and so hard to say.” I stuttered. “Darling what’s wrong?” Grant asked. “Well I thought it was nerves, but I’m not sure..” I replied.“Not sure about what?” Grant asked. “I’ve been getting nauseous. And I’ve thrown up a few times.” I explained. “Something you ate?” Grant asked. “No, I don't think so.” I denied. “Stomach bug?” Grant asked. “No.” I replied.. “I don’t understand?” Grant was confused. “I think I might be pregnant.” I blurted. “Say something please?” I begged. “I’m just caught by surprise. I mean I know due to the situation th
New Beginnings. Isabel is a thirty-year-old accountant working for a company called H.J. Services, Inc. She's been a valued employee here straight out of college. Mr. Jackson, or Hugh, says she's his right-hand gal. For seven years she has worked her butt off and she knows and loves her job well. She has a boyfriend named Jesse who's five years older than her. They've been dating for a year. Jesse is a CEO of his dad's company. They live in Virginia. And this her story. "Reservation is for 7pm, I'll pick you up at 6pm." Jesse orders. "That's cutting it way too close. You know I don't even get off work until 5pm." She replies. "Well, if as CEO I can manage it, you should be able to as well." Jesse retorts. "Yes, but my dad doesn't own my company." She replies. "I'm not having this conversation again." Jesse retorts. "I'm just saying that a little advanced notice would be nice." She huffs. "I gotta go. See you at 6, and wear that black dress I love." He demands. "See you at si
"Sir, I'll take the job." She replies."Excellent. How did Jesse take it?" He asks."Let's just say he's no longer in the picture. So, he has no say so. And not because of the job." She explains."Well anyway, I'm pleased you're taking the job." He replies.Last night he came to her apartment. She refused to let him in. He finally left. He called her work phone today multiple times; she sent it to voicemail. She let the apartment manager know about her trip. She's having her mail forwarded to the new place. It's Friday and she's all packed and at the airport."Isobel wait!" Jessee hollers."No." She replies."Just hear me out, 5 minutes please? After a year you owe me that much Isabel." He pleads"Are you for real? After what you did, I don't owe you the time of day. But I am curious so I will graciously give you 5 minutes. Because I want to know why you cheated on me!" She demands."It was just sex. Sometimes I like it really rough and hard, and you're not the type I can do that with
"Hugh darling, it's Stephanie. We're all here in the conference room and I'm putting you on speakerphone." Mrs. Raines replies. I give her a stern look. That is so unprofessional. That's a problem that will be addressed. Respect and professionalism! "Mrs. Raines. So, by now I'm sure you know why I've sent Miss Gilliam there. She has full firing, hiring, and rules authority. Bottom line, what she says, goes! That includes anything and everyone including you Mrs. Raines. Have I made myself clear?" Hugh asks. No one says anything. "I believe the correct response is "yes sir Mr. Jackson"." I reply. Everyone except Mrs. Raines answers. Everyone but Mrs. Raines repeats it. "Good glad we are clear on that. Good day." Hugh Jackson replies. "I'll be starting interviews immediately. Mrs. Raines you're up first in 15 minutes. Mr. Matthews my office please." I order. "Yes Miss Gilliam." Max replied. "So, I asked you in here as I want you to stay in my office during all the interviews. As
ADAM'S POINT OF VIEW Wow where's she going looking like that? Every time I see her, I'm more intrigued by her. I'm just trying to find the perfect way to meet her officially. But I'm turning into a stalker. I can't go in that club. I'd be recognized. Ok this is crazy. I’m just going to her work. After all I do have a legitimate reason to. END OF ADAM'S POINT OF VIEW "Wow you're hot! All the guys are going to ignore me tonight." Angel smiles. "Thanks, but I'm sure you'll have your fair share." I reply. "Look at the office it's strictly business. But away, call me Isabel." I explain. "Let's get our drink on!" Max replies. "I second that!" I reply. We find a table and order drinks. A couple girls go dance. I need some liquid courage first. An hour later I'm on the dance floor with the girls. When a pair of arms wrap around me just as a slow song comes on. "Miss me?" Jesse asks. "Are you kidding me? Get your damn hands off me! You got some nerve." I demand. "Hi ladies. I'm Izzy
"Do you have a car here?" I ask. "No." He replies. "Fine, we can take mine." I reply. When the valet brought my car to us, his eyes got big. "Can I drive." He asks. "No." I refuse. We get to my condo and he's all over me soon as we get in the elevator. I never said he wasn't great. He does have a hot sexy body. "Down boy." I order. "You're so hot telling me what to do." He replies. We finally walk into my condo and I lock the door. I walk to the bedroom. I pull my dress off over my head and throw it in the floor. Then remove my bra then panties. "Someone has too many clothes on. I think you need to lose the clothes." I order. He finally starts taking his clothes off as fast as he can. "I think I was promised to be shown how bad and hard you want me?" I question. "Hell yes." He answers. He grabs me and grinds his arousal against me hard. He grabs my breasts then my butt. He picks me up and throws me on the bed. "I'm still waiting." I reply. "I want to enjoy this, it's
"Mr. Lewis it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Miss Gilliam. Please come into my office." I reply. "Miss Gilliam the pleasure is all mine." Adam Lewis replies. "Ms. Smith, please no calls or visitors, as I'm with a potential client." I tell the receptionist. "Yes Miss Gilliam." Angel replies. I go in and close the door. I walk around and sit in my chair. He's already sitting. I turn my cell phone off. "So how can I help you?" I ask. "Well, I heard your company was under new management and came to check it out. I've been hearing good things and was curious." Adam explains. "I am very pleased to hear that. I know you were a client and then left us. Can I ask why?" I ask. "I really don't know. That was all my managers doing. At that time, I wasn't involved. And let's just say I now take more interest in my money." He replies. "Well, that's a very wise decision. I can tell you I'm here to make this office the best around. The best customer service, the best financial advice, and the
"Mr. Jackson I'm sorry to bother you but I have a situation I need your advice." I explain. "Shoot." He replies. "Well, it seems Mr. Adam Lewis wants me to go out with him to convince him to hire us back. I know the policy about dating clients. But he's being very persistent." I explain. "Yes, dear that's normally the case. But my Cali clients are a different story. They expect to be wined and dined. Just do whatever you're comfortable with. You're single right?" He asks. "Yes sir." I reply. "I don't have to tell you what a huge client he would be? But I don't want to force you into anything. I trust you to handle it with what you are comfortable with. Good night." He replies. "Goodnight, sir." I reply. Man, I'm in so much trouble. The attraction is more than I've ever felt. Maybe because he's famous? I do want him badly. My cell rings. "Hello baby. Have a nice dinner?" Jesse asks. "How do you, wait I had you blocked!" I demand. "How are you calling me?" "Remember our last l
Could I be? Or is it the stress? I wash my face and brush my teeth again. The police escort is here to take me to the hospital. I get to the hospital and Grant is signing his release papers to leave. “We need to stop at the pharmacy. I need to get some gauze to change the dressing on my hand." Grant replied.“Umm, yeah I need to stop and get something as well.” I said. “Oh? What?” Grant said. “Well.. I ah.. Gosh this is so not the time, and so hard to say.” I stuttered. “Darling what’s wrong?” Grant asked. “Well I thought it was nerves, but I’m not sure..” I replied.“Not sure about what?” Grant asked. “I’ve been getting nauseous. And I’ve thrown up a few times.” I explained. “Something you ate?” Grant asked. “No, I don't think so.” I denied. “Stomach bug?” Grant asked. “No.” I replied.. “I don’t understand?” Grant was confused. “I think I might be pregnant.” I blurted. “Say something please?” I begged. “I’m just caught by surprise. I mean I know due to the situation th
The ambulance and police finally get there after what seemed like forever. They take Grant to the hospital but I have to stay behind to talk to the police and the detective. “Yes, that's definitely brake fluid. I’m going to go look under his truck at his brake lines. I’ll also have a professional look it over. I’ll be in touch.” Detective said. “Okay, thanks! I need to get to the hospital.” I said. I go to the condo and get my stuff and call an uber for the hospital. I get there and have to wait in the waiting room until they get him in a room. “Are you family of Grant’s?” Dr.Greene asked. “Yes. We live together.” I replied. “I can’t discuss his condition without you being family or his consent. But he is in a room now and you can see him.” Dr.Greene said. “Thank you, that’s perfectly fine. I understand your policy.” I responded. I went into his room, sick to my stomach. He’s here because of me. Because of my deranged ex. His head is bandaged and his face is pa
KENZIE'S POINT OF VIEW He’s so angry and I’ve not heard him use the f word. Grant’s not the kind that curses, one of the things I love about him. He doesn’t smoke either and drinking is strictly a glass at special dinners. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I should have been here to make sure you had an escort home.” Grant said. “I didn’t want you to be worried while you were driving. And we can’t let his bullshit control our life. You have work and I have work. I took an uber and I will from now on, on the days you’re gone.” I said. “Okay, but I want you straight home and not to go anywhere. You’re safe here and at work.” Grant said. “I know and I will. I promise.” I agreed. Good, let’s eat before it gets cold.” Grant replied. After we ate, we watched a movie. And half way through it we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. The rest of the movie was forgotten. “You make me insane everytime I see you. I want to take you to bed and strip your clothes off you. And make lov
KENZIE’S POINT OF VIEW We lay there for several minutes waiting for our breathing to calm down. And I realize this is real love. I’ve never felt this much, it’s more than sex. it’s mind, body, and heart. Wow 36 years old before I find real true love! He leans down and his lips meet mine. No hurry, taking his time enjoying the pure bliss and aftermath of our love making. He lays down beside me and when his body leaves mine I feel so empty. He pulls me into his arms and kisses me again. We’re laying on our sides facing each other. His legs tangled in mine, his arms wrapped around me. END OF KENZIE’s Point of view “Wow, that was amazing. It was the best I’ve ever experienced.” Grant said. “Me too.” Kenzie agreed. “Give me a few minutes and I want a repeat.” Grant smiled. “Ah Grant?” Kenzie said. “Hmm?” Grant said. “We didn’t use protection.” Kenzie said. “You’re not on the pill?” Grant asked. “No. I can’t take the pill. I have a condition that makes me highly suscep
“Yes?” Grant said. “Umm he can’t get up here right?” Kenzie asked. “No he can’t. Even after he gets out of jail don’t worry about him coming back here.” Grant replied. “Okay, would you..” Kenzie started to say. “Would I do what??” Grant asked. “Uh, nothing, never mind. See you in the morning.” Kenzie said. “What is it Kenzie?” Grant asked. “I just, um, I don’t want to be alone.” Kenzie responded. “Would you like for me to sleep with you tonight?” Grant asked. “Would you mind? I mean just sleep, that’s all.” Kenzie blushed. “Go to bed, I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Grant said. Grant made sure the door was locked. Then he went to his room to change clothes. He put on gray joggers and no shirt. “Oh my, I didn’t think this through. I don’t think I’m getting any sleep tonight.” Kenzie thought. “Ah, where’s your shirt?” Kenzie asked. “You’re lucky I have joggers on. I normally sleep in my boxers.” Grant responded. He climbed in bed behind her. Her heart was b
It must be Bob or Grant. Bob has been bragging so much about how well the office is running now. She went to the front desk. There’s a beautiful flower bouquet. “I’m McKenzie Berkley.” Kenzie said. Front desk said. “ This is for you. They are so beautiful.” “Yes, they are. Thank you!” Kenzie said. “Miss me?” Leo said. He’s right behind her and the fear is stuck in her throat. Slowly she turned to him holding her breath.“What are you doing here?” Kenzie asked. “I came to collect my wife.” Leo said. "I don’t know if my face is pale from fear or red from embarrassment as the front desk clerk knows I’m living with Grant." Kenzie thought.“Ex-wife, and I’m not going anywhere with you. I left you and filed for divorce.” Kenzie said. “And I refused the divorce and you are coming home where you belong.” Leo grabbed her wrist. “No I am not! I am home. I live here now!” Kenzie said. “How can you afford this?” Leo asked. “That’s none of your business.” Her face turned red. He squeez
“We don’t need privacy. I broke up with you almost a year ago. Why do you keep showing up where you’re not wanted?!” Grant shouted. “But baby you know our parents want us to marry, have kids, be with our own kind.” Amber responded. “Holden, you were supposed to keep my alien status a secret!” Kenzie crossed her arms. He bursts out laughing and she gives me the death glare. “You think you’re funny don’t you?” Amber asked. “Ah, Holden, you should read this text from Mary.” Kenzie said. “Yeah, I know I am. I’d rather be funny than a desperate woman.” Kenzie said. “Look Amber, for the last time I don’t love you. I am not marrying you. As a matter of fact I’m in love and seeing someone else. So don’t come back here.” Grant replied. “You don’t mean this old hag do you?! Please tell me you’re joking?!!” Amber said. “Shut your mouth! Leave now before I call security! And don’t come back!” Grant yelled. I open the door and held it open. She storms out. “I see, I’m not the only one w
“I want to say yes, but I feel it’s a bad idea.” Kenzie saId. “You saw how big my condo is, It’s paid for. All I pay are utilities. Stuff I pay whether you’re there or not.” Grant explained. “Let me pay half?” Kenzie said. “If it will get you to say yes, okay.” Grant said. “Are you going to tell Leo?” Grant asked. “No, I’ll leave a note when I leave.” Kenzie responded. Kenzie didn't tell him about the one time she packed to leave and Leo threatened to kill her. Telling her he’d rather her be dead than with someone else. Or the many times he said if he caught her with another man he’d kill them both. It’s all talk, she thinks. She's moving 6 hours away and not telling him where. She goes on lunch break to the courthouse and picked up the paperwork she needs to fill out for the divorce. She'll file it the Friday she leaves. Mary and Pat are going to help her pack at the last minute. All she really has are her clothes. Grant is bringing his truck after Leo leaves for work. Her
“I can draft a letter for you and list my info, and say It’s a training trip. And maybe you could stay a couple days?” Grant said. “I don’t think I can afford that.” She responded. “You could ride down with me on Sunday and then I can drive you back when you’re ready. I’ve got vacation days I can take. And I have a 3 bedroom condo. So you don't need a hotel.” Grant explained. “I don't know if that’s a good idea.” She said. “I promise to be a complete gentleman. No funny business.” Grant said. “Okay.” Kenzie said. So I tell Pat and she’s more excited than me. She’s going to help my cover story in case Leo calls my work. When the letter came in the mail Leo threw one hell of a fit. Said he forbade me to go. We fought every day, I almost backed out. But Sunday came and I had my luggage and met Grant at my office so I could leave my car. “How bad was it today?” Grant asked. “Just more ranting and cursing.” She said. “I found several very affordable apartments in goo