Rachel"Are you even listening to me?"I blinked and switched the phone to my other ear. "Yeah, sorry. I spaced out for a few seconds there. What were you saying?"Taylor exhaled. "You've been doing that a lot lately. Still thinking about the financier?""No," I replied a little too quickly. "I've just had to pick up a few extra shifts at the restaurant, and Ander has been on my case lately."Since the night I met Bernard, I haven't been able to stop thinking about him. Unfortunately, between the extra shifts I was having to work at La Mesa under the watchful and judgmental gaze of Ander, who was still carrying a grudge over the wineglass-breaking incident and waking up alone in my bed every day, I hadn't been able to do much about it.Bernard and our night together were never far from my thoughts.Unfortunately, he'd made it pretty clear that I meant nothing to him by sneaking off in the middle of the night without even a note to tell me where he went.Waking up in the hotel room in
"You're the best, Taylor.""I love you.""Love you too."As soon as I hung up, I stood up and took my plate back to the kitchen. The rest of the day went by in a rush of orders and cleaning tables. On my way home, I stopped to give my bag of food to a homeless man with rows of decaying yellow teeth in the park. I climbed up the stairs to my apartment and shoved the door open.It creaked and groaned as I swung it shut.Once I set my bag down, I saw the puddle of water on the ceiling and the water stains on the floor, and I frowned. Immediately, I hurried into the kitchen to get a bucket and a mop. My muscles screamed and ached when I crawled into bed a short while later, fully clothed and with my stomach growling.Over the next few weeks, I did my best to forget about Bernard altogether.Still, he came to me at night, and I saw him propped up on the hotel bed, a wicked smirk on his face. I saw him looming over me, holding himself still as he kissed me, his mouth strong and searing agai
Bernard "You are a beast, Bernie." Raymond clapped me on the back and placed the cigar between his lips. He lit it up and blew out a puff of smoke, pointing it in my direction. "You know, I did have my doubts when I came to work here. I'd gotten a lot of offers from other, more established companies." I twisted my head to look at Raymond and gave him a small smile. "I'm glad you changed your mind." Without good people at the helm, United Insurance would not have been half the company it was today. Granted, I was the one who had come up with the idea in the basement of my parent's house a lifetime ago, but I wasn't stupid enough to think I could've made it on my own. United had made it to where it was because I'd poured my blood, sweat, and tears into it. And I hired the best of the best, elevating the company from a small start-up to a multi-million-dollar insurance company. Considering we hadn't been in the business for long, I took a great deal of pride and satisfaction in knowin
Rachel“I can’t believe he’s going to start kindergarten tomorrow.” I sighed and leaned against the counter. “Can you believe how big he’s gotten?”Taylor wrenched the refrigerator door open and rummaged around. She returned with two cans of iced tea and a tub of ice cream. Wordlessly, she pulled out two spoons and handed me one. “Yeah, I can’t believe it either. Our little Ron is all grown up.”“I’m not little,” Ron protested from his spot in the living room. He glanced over at us, blonde hair tousled to the side and his blue eyes full of annoyance. “I’m five now, remember?”“Of course, we remember, sweetheart,” I replied, in between mouthfuls of chocolate ice cream. “You’ve gotten so big, that’s all.”He switched his gaze back to the sheets of paper strewn all over the floor and picked up his colors. For a while, I watched him, a slight furrow appearing between his brows, and marveled at the swell of emotion in my chest. I couldn’t believe the little boy coloring on the living room
After kicking it shut with the back of my leg, I pushed our bathroom door open and glanced around. With a shake of my head, I made my way back out into the carpeted hallway and straightened the paintings on either side of the blue-colored walls. Once I was done, I rapped on Taylor's study door. Quietly, I crept in, set a tea mug down on her desk, and gave her shoulders a quick squeeze.She gave me a distracted smile before returning her attention to the screen.Papers were strewn over every inch of available space, and the windows and curtains were shut, soft light playing behind them. I fixed the carpet on my way out before finding my way back to the kitchen. There, I chopped up some vegetables and took out the marinated chicken. When I set the food in the oven, I reached for the timer and set it down on the counter with a sigh."Taylor's parents are going to be stopping by in a bit to watch you." I sat down on the floor with Ron and tucked my legs underneath me. "Be a good boy and b
Bernard“We will need a longer training program,” I said, pausing to switch the phone to my other ear. “And better benefits if we want to keep them from choosing our competitors.”Quickly, I sat up and glanced out the window at the city drenched in shades of pink and purple. Once the sun dipped below the horizon, plunging the world into darkness, lighting streaked across the sky, a flash of yellow in the darkness. In the distance, thunder rumbled, and the hairs on the back of my neck rose.“No, you don’t need to worry about the gala coming up. We’re taking care of all of the details.”Someone knocked, and I spun around, spotting Raymond in the doorway, his tie hanging askew around his neck and a determined gleam in his eyes. He had his blazer draped over his arm when he stepped in, letting the glass door click shut behind him. I murmured something under my breath and ended the phone call.Then I spun in my chair and pulled it closer to the desk. “I thought you were gone for the night.
When he pulled to a stop outside my building, another doorman held the door open for me, a polite smile already in place. "Good evening, Mr. Shaw.""Good evening, Charles." I tucked my phone into my pocket and glanced over my shoulders at Johnathan, who leaned against the car door to watch me. "I'll see you at the usual time tomorrow, Jonathan.""Yes, sir. Have a good night, Mr. Shaw.""You too, Jonathan." I took the stairs two at a time, my stomach grumbling in protest the entire time. Charles pressed the elevator button for me before moving back to his earlier position behind the front desk. The lobby was empty and dimly lit, giving it a strange and eerie glow.In the elevator, I answered a few more emails while I waited.My shoes were quiet as I moved down the carpeted hallway to my apartment on the other side of the floor. Mary had the door propped open and was leaning against it when I swept in. Already, the entire house was gleaming, and the smell of steamed vegetables and roast
RachelI let the door click shut behind me before leaning against it. With both eyes squeezed shut, I lifted a hand to my face and rubbed in slow, circular motions. Over and over, I kept seeing Bernard’s face lit up in confusion and joy as he recognized me.I’d known it the minute I rounded the corner and set eyes on him.I should’ve quit then and there.But I hadn’t.Instead, I’d tried to steer him clear of any mention of the past while my mind raced with possibilities. Not only did I have to consider walking away from a job I needed, but I also had to make sure Bernard didn’t contact me again.He could never find out about Ron.Or he was going to take him away for good.Considering he hadn’t been a part of his son’s life for the past five years, I expected nothing else. Even though I’d tried and failed to find him again after our night together, none of that was going to matter to Bernard. All he was going to care about was the fact that he’d missed out on the past five years.And w