Meredith was on her third glass of cranberry vodka. All of them she had a double. She was throwing them back thinking about Brayden and his new house guest. What was with him and having women over while married?
Yes, they were sort of in the separation process but he had said he wanted to work on things. First there was Helena and now this new chic. Meredith swallowed the last half of her fourth drink and sighed because she was in love with him.
"Someone's had a week," Ben reacted to Meredith's large swallow. Edward raised his eyebrows at Meredith and guessed her drinking had to do with his brother.
"Something like that," Meredith responded. Taylor looked at Meredith and sighed then asked her how her new job was going.
"You need to do something to get your mind off of things," Taylor told Meredith over the chatter of the bar.
"Yeah I have too much time to think," Meredith said. Edward and Ben were actual in what seemed to be some intense conv
Brayden had spent the better part of the week working from home. He had been in a strict routine of his morning run and workout, shower, he generally skipped breakfast and went into his home office where he worked from home for hours on end without much of a break. Estrella was able to get him to eat something for lunch, but even then he generally only finished half his meal no matter what she gave him. Valkyrie had apologized profusely when she found out what she had done. But Brayden didn't blame Valkyrie. She definitely shouldn't have been answering his door half dressed but he knew that she wasn't trying to cause any harm out of it. She was simply answering the door. How was she to know who would be on the other end of the door. Brayden blamed himself. He didn't see why he should be able to have her. He had set the tone of their miscommunication to begin with. He couldn't blame Meredith for not listening anymore than he could blame himself for not
Meredith rode the elevator down to the lobby floor with Christian Monday night. As usual they were the last two to leave. Only once had she seen Dave stay late to work on something but he had left long before she had gotten ready to leave.So There she was with Christian as she had been on several other nights. But she was thinking about the mysterious vacation agreement that was set up for her with human resources. She was tempted to ask Christian about it.But if it was something that Brayden had setup and Christian looked into and found out about Brayden… Well, let's just say Meredith wanted to keep her work life and her private life or rather her connections to the Maxwells separate.So she was going to avoid any possibility of it being revealed. She wasn't positive if Christian knew or not but she hoped he didn't. If he did he gave no indication that he knew. Meredith didn't remember getting off the elevator.She felt the chill of
Brayden would have normally felt some sort of achievement if his father had visited him for any other circumstance. His father was so busy with work for him to have time to come visit his sons was a rarity. Brayden knew his father cared about him. The CEO stipulations spelled out the idea that his father cared about the three Davids. But Brayden’s father wasn’t usually so forthcoming with his feelings. Brayden found it odd that his father not only came to visit but also his primary focus was how he felt about Brayden and he even spoke about how he had felt after the death of his wife. Brayden had made the comparison but in reality Meredith wasn’t dead. She was just out of his life and he made that decision ultimately when he set her free. If she never came back he would be okay with that as long as she was happy.
Meredith walked out of The Berkshire Room led by her brother-in-law, or she guessed it would be more suitable to call him her soon-to-be ex-brother-in-law. As he guided her like a gentleman by the small of her back until they reached the street.His car, a Porsche sedan in an off-white color from what she could make of it, was parked right out front. Clinton walked around to the passenger side door and opened it as Meredith got in the car. The interior was a warm chocolate color with chocolate colored leather seats.There were so many buttons on the console that Meredith didn’t dare to touch one for fear that she might mess something up. She noticed a sunroof for both the front and the back seats and there was what looked like a porsche baby seat.Meredith didn’t know such a thing existed. She was still
Meredith had on the new strappy black leather Louboutin heeled sandals. She was wearing a classic Burberry trench that fell to her knees and she grabbed the new Alexander McQueen clutch. It was red and black with ring embellishments on the top and a crystal encrusted gold plated embellishment on the sides.Her hair was up in an intricate bun and she had light makeup giving her a glowing look with red cherry red stain on her lips. She grabbed her keys and shoved them in her pocket then checked her other pocket for her phone.She turned to Dino who was in the kitchen eating some tuna she had given him as his Easter dinner. She inhaled a deep breath then slowly let it out.“Wish me luck,” she told Dino, who didn’t bother to look up at her until she turned around. He didn’t want her to know
Meredith was at Edward’s for Easter dinner, invited by her father-in-law Grant. She had just finished loading her plate and was talking to Grant about her new job when she suddenly felt Brayden’s hand on her thigh. Meredith did her best to ignore him and continued to tell Grant about her team. Brayden made no facial expression or any other type of tell that he was doing anything other than quietly eating his meal. He began to slide his hand and pulled the skirt of Meredith’s dress up, exposing her bare thighs. Clinton glanced at Brayden and a light smile crept over his face. Meredith wasn’t sure if Clinton knew what was going on under the table but she decided to ignore Clinton and continued to talk with Grant. Meredith sucked in a breath as Brayden drew swirls and circles on Meredith’s inner thigh with a feather
Brayden was shocked to hear that Clinton knew that Meredith called him the elevator god. He wanted to know how Clinton had come to that knowledge. He wanted to know what else Clinton knew.Meanwhile Meredith had pulled away from Brayden and was snapping up her coat. Brayden looked at Meredith who was to the side of him and possibly only in reach because of how small the elevator was.Then he looked back at Clinton, who was facing forward. Brayden stared at Clinton’s back, trying to think hard if Meredith ever mentioned it at any family function. The only time that he could think of was the family dinner she went to.Brayden had been talking to his father and Edward was giving her a tour. It was possible that she could have mentioned it then. Brayden was out of ear shot but he had seen Edward take Meredith upst
Meredith went home after dinner with her parents and figure the near forty minute drive had allowed her stomach to calm down some. She chose a dark chocolate cup filled with what looked like whipped cream, and she put the rest in her fridge.She got a spoon and brought her dessert to the table. As much as she wanted to enjoy her dessert she also had been trying to forget about what happened with Brayden at dinner and in the elevator.She bit a piece of the shell off and was glad it wasn’t extremely dark, but it was dark nonetheless. She had never been a fan of dark chocolate, but she had been a fan of Brayden’s. Meredith pushed the thought out of her mind and spooned up the whipped cream.She found that it was not just whipped cream but it looked to be a torte. She tasted each part individually. Th
Meredith was thoroughly enjoying the garden party. There were immaculate flowers, greenery and shrubs delicately sprinkled around the greenest lushest lawn Meredith had ever seen. She had gotten so many compliments on her outfit. Of course, she gave all the credit to Brayden who had picked it all out. Brayden charmed all the women without even saying anything, when he did they were almost faint.Meredith shook her head at it all and went about the party trying every bit of the au d'oeuvres that were presented. If she found one that was exceptional she would pop it in Brayden’s mouth. Brayden didn’t complain because he loved watching Meredith doing this little dance of the foodie.The Baxton’s finally caught up with Meredith and Brayden near the sushi station where Meredith was trying a mini dragon roll. Brayden was talking to a well known architect and promising to stop by and take a look at his home designs.“I see you two made it okay,” Dave Baxton greeted he chuckled watching Mere
Meredith and Brayden had finished their fourth and last jump of the day. They had been at the Chicagoland Skydiving Center for nearly the whole day. They were having so much of a fun time it felt like time flew by and before they knew it they were on jump four and starting to wear out a bit.They thanked Steve and scheduled to come back in a week to go over more ground training and get some more jumps in. Then they headed on their way.“I’ll drive. You’re exhausted, babe,” Brayden said and he opened the passenger seat for Meredith to get in.“It’s just an excuse to drive my car.”“Maybe”“Did you like it really?” Meredith asked with a yawn as Brayden slid into the driver’s seat.“I loved it! I think we should do jumps on Saturday and Sunday. Eight jumps a week and we can get to two hundred in no time.” Brayden looked like he was grinning, which to anyone else would look like a small smile. Meredith knew her husband was excited and so was she. Brayden drove towards Schaumburg and foun
Meredith woke up earlier than usual for a Saturday. She had a long night and had only managed to squeeze in a few hours of sleep. Still she felt refreshed and with excitement that her husband was slightly afraid of. He of course had been up long before she opened her eyes.Brayden recalled the kayaking date, which was fun with a hint of danger being him falling into the river with Meredith laughing. But that was nothing compared to her jumping down the Swiss Wall. And while they were separated Brayden had no idea what Meredith had been up to. Jacob had been very vague with his reports.Brayden, who wasn’t sure how to dress for wherever Meredith was taking them, opted for casual attire. He wore a pair of Bruno Magli Italian leather sneakers in a dark burnished chestnut color. He had on a pair of Brunello Cucinelli navy cashmere creased sweatpants and a white Tom Ford t-shirt under a black The Row cashmere zip up hoodie.He followed Dino into the kitchen where he first fed Dino then pre
Meredith and Brayden took the elevator down to Brayden’s office. Brayden seemed to be deep in thought so Meredith decided not to interrupt. Finally just as they entered Brayden’s office he turned to her and raised an eyebrow.“What?” Meredith asked, confused.“What’s going on tomorrow?” Brayden asked in a serious tone.“I just decided to pick up a new hobby and thought it would be great if you came with me,” Meredith gave her best I’m-an-angel smile and puppy dog eyes.“As long as you aren’t planning on jumping off the side of a mountain again.” Brayden moved in close to his wife and searched her eyes.“Not at the moment,” Meredith smirked. Brayden leaned in to kiss the smirk off Meredith’s face. She reached around his waist and he wrapped her in his embrace as they both sighed a calming peaceful sigh simultaneously.“If you want to move back to the condo let’s make it happen.” Brayden conceded. “I don’t care where I live as long as I’m with you.” Meredith looked up into Brayden’s sin
Meredith was on her way out the office to have lunch with Brayden before they went to see his father to talk about the CEO position. Brayden had felt very strongly about securing the title. So much so that he had coerced a random stranger in the elevator into marrying him. Meredith sighed in relief as she walked out of her building and saw Sean waiting with the familiar Mercedes to take her to the Maxwell Sharpe building. She had on her black belted pleated short sleeve Burberry dress and her strappy Louboutin stiletto sandals. “It’s good to see you, Sean. Thank you.” Meredith said as she reached the car. “It’s good to see you too, Mrs. Maxwell.” Sean responded. Meredith smiled and got into the car and they were soon on their way. Meredith was slightly nervous about
Meredith felt that familiar thumping and the pounding through her body as her feet hit the treadmill mat in her building’s workout room. She looked out the window at the natural light shining in the already bright workout space and smiled. She no longer needed to run as an escape or to be strong enough to push things down in order to be a perfect Maxwell. This time she had chosen Brayden and they truly were a united team going into things. As she was running she remembered her parents’ had been suspicious about her relationship with Brayden. Maybe they should look for a new home. It would be weird if Meredith had told her parents that they were getting a new place and they just kept the old one. Meredith shrugged to herself, and started her cooldown. Technically her apartment was a new place for them. And t
Meredith woke up in her husband's arms and didn’t want to get out of bed. She sighed and picked up her phone and pressed the button to light up the display flashing the time before her eyes. Another sigh and a light groan later and she was getting out of bed and headed into her shared walk-in-closet and chose something to wear from her work wardrobe.She picked a Tommy Hilfiger pencil skirt with front faux zippered pockets. She paired it with a pair of BCBG black pumps and her Eileen silk top. Meredith got washed and dressed and grabbed her Michael Kors bag and headed out for work.She texted Jacob as she walked from her apartment to her job and made sure that was going to send Brayden home on time and make sure that he ate lunch. Meredith decided she was going to nag about this for the week.She d
“No secrets, Mere.” Taylor was looking Meredith up and down and her outfit. She knew Meredith had kept her ‘billionaire wardrobe’ at Brayden’s for whatever reason but was now suddenly wearing them. “I can’t wear them?” Meredith tried to feign ignorance to no avail. Taylor just gave her a look and Alyssa was still confused. “Isn’t Brayden your husband?” Alyssa asked, having never met him but heard stories. “I don’t understand. Do you have separate homes?” “Yes. Sort of.” Meredith responded and Taylor raised an eyebrow as the server dropped off more drinks. “We separated.” “What!” Alyssa gasped while Taylor casually picked up her drink and waited for Meredith to get to the part she was interested in; why Meredith was wearing clothes that were at Brayden’s. “We missed each other. He's moving in my place and we are working things out.” Meredith shrugged then began to sip her drink as well. She had gotten a lemonade so she wouldn’t have to worry about Clinton popping up and carrying he
Brayden wanted to help Meredith get rid of her Christian problem. Meredith didn’t really want Brayden involved at all. If she had needed help she would have called Jacob but she wasn’t ready to go that route. In all actuality, Meredith was hoping Christian would get the clues and bold hints she had for him that she wasn’t interested.“If it gets too much for me to handle, I’ll let you know.” Meredith told Brayden over some twenty-three layer chocolate cake that she had picked up earlier. Brayden picked the dessert wine and as always Meredith was loving the combination and they accented one another.“I was worried you would say that. Meredith, I want to be with you. Hopefully that’s a little more obvious by me moving in but for this to work I think we are going to need some sort of structure.”