Jessica's POV
I felt the anger radiate through my entire body, visibly shaking and rocking with a vexation I didn’t know I could possess.
“I give you two weeks to bag this deal, or you’re fired.” the words echoed in my head repeatedly in his voice as I stormed out of the office and a collapsed on a bench, my heart still pounding behind my chest. Parrish had changed so much, his voice, his aura, his body – he was so different than the Parrish I remembered and it picked at my curiosity.
“Look at you, burning for me.”
“How badly do you want me?”
“Oh Jessica!”
I closed my eyes as images of the dream still flashed across my mind, unwilling to go away but a constant reminder of an unquenched desire that still fluttered in my belly - a desire that had been festering for years since I moved away to California, a desire that I knew Parrish was the only one who could sate.
Oh – I was in deep trouble, I thought as I felt the conflictions rise within me. How was I supposed to focus with Parrish within the same radius as me – breathing while I fought the memories we both shared. I ran my hands through my chestnut hair in frustration and perceiving a slight whiff of my coconut flavored shampoo, and if I concentrated hard enough I could smell Parrish cologne lingering in the air and hovering around me like an incessant fly.
Suddenly, I felt my phone buzz in my jacket pocket and when I took it out it was Sophie Ross calling. I sighed in relief as I saw her name sprawled on my phone and immediately taking my phone to my ears.
“Oh Sophie.” I breathed into the phone
“That doesn’t sound like the voice of someone who just bagged an automobile deal.” I heard her raspy voice and I nearly broke down in tears. Sophie was my roommate and best friend in college and we had been inseparable since the first day I walked into the dorm and I had seen her in a tongue lock with a boy in our dorm room.
“Because this someone didn’t bag the automobile deal, I fucked it up Sophie.”
“Oh honey,” she cooed, “What happened?”
“He showed up Sophie, he’s my boss.” I started out cryptic and I could already picture out the confusion on her face as she tried to figure what I was on about.
“Who – ”
“Parrish Holmes.”
There was a pause on her end before she spoke, “By Parrish, you mean Parrish from college and your ex boyfriend that broke your heart and you had to move across the country to forget about him and now he’s your boss at the new company you work for – ”
“Who is now a billionaire and is now moving to California to stay.” I completed for her with a constant nod to my head and now admitting to myself how crazy the situation was.
“Girl – do you perhaps still have feelings for him?” she asked me suddenly and I paused unsure on how to answer. I contemplated telling her about my dream about Parrish but I thought against it since Sophie was a therapist and she had a knack for psychoanalyzing every situation that I was in since college and it wasn’t a habit she was ready to let go of yet.
“I don’t, I mean I’m with Nathan now and I’m happy with him.” I said instead and I stood up abruptly from the bench and began to pace the area.
“So what are you going to do now?” she asked me
“I’m going to religiously avoid him,” I said without hesitation, “Judging from the fact that he threatened to fire me if I don’t get the deal in two weeks, I’m going to bag that deal and steer clear of him and focus on my relationship with Nathan”
“That’s what I’m talking about girl.” Sophie said and I was about to respond when I looked through the wide windows at the company’s lounge and over at the vast parking lot when I saw Parrish getting into his car and in that swift moment, he turned unconsciously in my direction and we locked eyes.
My heart stopped instantly as our eyes locked. It was as if time had stood still and I was back in college being mesmerized by his stare once again. Parrish’s gaze was piercing, his eyes burning with an intensity that made my skin prickle. I felt the flutter in my chest, a mix of emotions that I couldn’t untangle. Anger, hurt and still that spark of attraction and desire that I had indeed planned to ignore.
I tried to look away, but I couldn’t tear my eyes off him not with the way his eyes drilled into mine. I felt trapped, looking for a means to escape but none was forthcoming. I was reliving it all – the love we shared as well as the unbearable pain he caused.
“Jessica? Are you there?” I heard Sophie's voice from the receiver and I pulled my eyes from Parrish but before I could respond, I saw Nathan’s car driving into the parking lot and parking just beside Parrish’s car, I watched him get down from his car with a bouquet of red roses in his hands.
“Oh shit!” I muttered to myself and I ran out to the parking lot, I wasn’t exactly sure if I was relieved to see Nathan but before I could figure out my emotions, Nathan had pulled me in for a kiss, grabbing me by my waist and pressing my body to his while Parrish watched us.
I saw the look on Parrish's face – it was murderous.
Was he – was he jealous?
Before I could say anything else, Parrish had slammed his car door and drove speedily away and I released a breath I didn’t realize I had been holding. I focused on Nathan trying to hold his stare with the same intensity as I had with Parrish just a few moments ago, to ease off the tension that had slowly built but I still felt the slight tremble of my fingers and I placed then on Nathan’s shoulder to steady myself.“How was the presentation honey, I’m sure you wowed them.” Nathan said now, thrusting the bouquet of red roses in my hands.I hated red roses but I took them from Nathan still and I pouted, “No I flunked the deal.”Nathan paused, “Oh dear, what happened?”“Well the CEO walked in who turns out to be my ex boyfriend and I froze and couldn’t speak anymore, and yes I had a sex dream about him last night which I wanted to continue with you but you’re so in love with your job so yes that’s that.”There was no way in hell I was going to say that to Nathan and still keep my relati
The first time I met Parrish was in my second year of college. The campus had been buzzing for weels before that night—exams were over and it was time to let loose, and summer break was close enough to taste. Sophie had been buzzing with a certain energy that she could only expel at the club, Sophie loved to party and by extension she pulled me into the mix and her energy was contagious and i was high already off her excitement.That night, e dressed to turn heads—short skirts, glitter shimmering on our skin, and heels higher than our self esteem. By the time we reached the club, the music was already shaking the streets, merging with the laughter of people prepped for the same wild night. Sweaty bodies, the air clouded with smoke, intoxicating us already before we even had the chance to gulp down a shot.“This is fucking crazy!” Sophie's voice barely cut through the blaring music, but I grinned and nodded, too electrified to care about anything else. She yanked me close and poured a
“Want to grab a drink?” That question, asked in his car on that fateful night, still lingers in my memory. He didn’t ask it with lust, but with a certain curiosity, like he wanted to figure me out, and I was more than willing to let him. I had just met him, but I was willing to show him all of me, I was ready to bare out my soul to him, I wanted to be the right girl for him. Strange, isn't it?I didn’t feel like playing the good girl that night like I usually did —alcohol had already stripped me of that persona, leaving behind a reckless hunger to let loose.“Sure,” I replied with a playful smile. “Got a place in mind?”“Yeah—mine.” The confidence in his voice was intoxicating, drawing me in deeper into his world. Before I knew it, I was stepping through the grand entrance of his father’s mansion.“My dad’s away for a bit, so the place is all mine.” he said, shooting me a glance as if to guage my reaction, but I was simply half drunk ad just excited to be there, I didn't understand wha
**PRESENT**After storming out of Sophie's house, my feet moved automatically, taking me far from the betrayal I’d just uncovered. I collapsed onto a bench on a nearby street, the cold metal biting into my legs as my mind spun. My thoughts crashed and tangled like waves in a storm. Why? Why did it have to be him? My ex, in her house? Naked?How long have they been together? Are they even together?The questions spiraled relentlessly, gnawing at my sanity, each one twisting the knife deeper. I tried to lose myself in the passing crowds, hoping that watching the ebb and flow of people might soothe the turmoil inside me. But it didn’t help."Jessica!" Sophie's voice shattered my stillness. She jogged over, breathless, her eyes wide with worry as she plopped down beside me on the bench."Can you let me explain, at least - please" she said, her voice shaky. But I cut through her words before she could even begin."How long have you two been sleeping together?" My voice was a flat monotone,
**PARRISH'S POV**"Was she going to be there tonight?" The thought echoed relentlessly as I adjusted my tie, staring at my reflection. A mix of anticipation and anxiety churned in my chest. Seeing her again wasn’t something I could just walk into casually.Was she still angry about the threat? God, I never meant to fire her. She had to know that. The memories of us — the tension, the passion — surged back, dragging guilt along with them. I had shattered her, left her in pieces with the cruel words I spat after that terrible night, five years ago and I hadn’t seen her since. Maybe this was the universe’s twisted way of giving me a second chance, though knowing myself, I’d only screw it up again.And I already, allowing Sophie to lure me back into her den.I considered skipping the night entirely. What if I ruined it for her, especially if she was there with *him*? The image of them of her face when she had seen me in Sophie's house and half naked made my jaw tighten. Maybe I was better
**JESSICA'S POV**I was expecting Nathan to ask about Parrish, but the silence in the car was deafening. He sat next to me, fuming, while I was too drunk to care. My mind kept drifting back to Parrish. Even now, I couldn’t shake the image of him out of my head. The quiet hum of the engine and the blur of passing headlights became background noise to the storm brewing inside me.Without warning, Nathan slammed the brakes, jolting me forward. We had arrived home, but he didn’t turn off the engine. He just sat there, gripping the wheel, his jaw clenched.“What the hell is your problem, Jess?” His voice was sharp, cutting through the silence.“What the hell?!” I shot back, confused and still half-dazed from the alcohol.“I told you I had work to do tonight. Why do you always—"“Oh, I’m sorry," I interrupted him, my voice dripping with sarcasm, "that you couldn’t spare five minutes to pick up your drunk girlfriend from the club."“I wouldn’t have had to if you didn’t get drunk in the first
Immediately, Parrish broke away from the woman and rushed towards me as I crouched down to gather the scattered files. It felt painfully awkward to be on the floor, avoiding his gaze and trying not to accidentally bump into him. I wished the ground would open up and swallow me whole.But then, his hand brushed mine as he handed me the files he’d picked up. Accidental? I wasn’t sure, especially with the way his intense blue eyes locked onto mine in that fleeting moment. It felt like time slowed down, the world outside his office disappearing. It was just us, caught in a suspended moment. But I was the first to pull away, breaking eye contact and the silence that had thickened between the three of us.“I’m sorry for interrupting,” I stammered, walking toward his large mahogany desk, the one with the placard that read CEO “I just needed to drop off some files.”“You weren’t interrupting,” Parrish said quickly, his voice softer than I expected. “This is Celeste, the managing director of V
*Jessica's POV*Tears still slipped from my eyes when Parrish tried to kiss me. It didn’t stop the fluttering in my stomach, the firework-like tension crackling between us, even though I pulled away. My gaze locked onto his, questioning, uncertain. The magnetic pull between us felt too strong, undeniable, but still I didn't want to betray Nathan.“I—I’m sorry,” Parrish stammered, his voice unsteady, breaking the silence. “I don’t know what came over me. I thought—” I stepped back, wiping away the stubborn tears that blurred my vision. “You don’t have to apologize,” I croaked, trying to steady my voice.Parrish's jaw tightened. “I shouldn’t have done that. You’re vulnerable right now, and I—”“And you just had Celeste strewn across your lap a few hours ago,” I finished for him, my words sharper than I intended. His eyes flickered, a mix of cockiness and regret flashing across his face, and for a brief second, I saw him—saw the man who had once shattered my heart.He ran a hand through