(Liking Kathleen Turner Part 2)She frowned deeply staring at her lobster ravioli and glass of orange juice. The last thing she wanted and expected was to be seated next to her boss in a restaurant where other staffs frequented, it was the perfect opportunity for rumors and she didn't want that .Grayson meanwhile, enjoyed his meal only to look up to see his assistant still transfixed on looking at him, ‘You're not eating??'.She fidgeted for her fork and knife, ‘Uhh I...I didn't know I was supposed to—'.‘You thought I brought you here to just watch me eat??'. His brows skeptically rose.‘No. I don't know why you brought me here at all'. She responded.He pursed his lips, she was right, he brought her here for no reason other than to separate her from Jacob. He knew what they were up to in the elevator, she had a mild coloration on her bottom lip, ‘You're right. We're here on a food review, a restaurant survey if you must'.‘You have supervisors sir..no offense'.‘And you're a new Yo
(Are you in love Mr Hunter?)‘Gray please talk to me'.He remained silent.‘Gray I'm sorry', Charisse placed a hand over his while she fought back the fake tears in her eyes, ’I regret what I did and I...I...it was stupid. I'm sorry Gray please forgive—'‘You hurled a knife at me'‘But it's—'‘There's a literal cut on my face!!'. He yelled.Kathleen heard the noise from her boss's office and gulped hard, she wouldn't dare look inside to satisfy her curiosity but she was right—he was hurt by his girlfriend, her foster mother once threw a penknife at her which ended up stabbing her back and she had to live on aspirin and cotton wool for a month cause they wouldn't take her to the hospital, eventually child protective services intervened and she was taken to the hospital after her injury had gotten a tetanus infection. All thanks to the nosy neighbor next door.A part of her felt extremely bad for Grayson, underneath all the brashness and straight up being evil, he was a decent man under
(Are you in love Mr Hunter?? Part 3)‘Stop it'‘What?'‘That's not funny stop it'. Grayson's mood turned dark real quick.Connor sighed deeply, ‘It's okay to love someone Gray. What you're feeling is love'.‘I think I know if I'm in love with someone and I'm not in love with Kathleen.... I just like her that's all'.‘You like a lot of people and don't talk about them like that', Connor folded his arms, ‘In my whole years of knowing you I have never heard you speak about any other woman the way you just spoke about Kathleen right now. You're in love with her man'.Grayson downed his last glass of tequila and wiped his mouth, ‘I'm going home'.‘Come on the night only just—'‘I said I'm going home Connor!'. Grayson fired and walked away, Connor watched his friend disappear into the crowd of dancing people and shook his head. One thing about Grayson Hunter, he was never going to come to agreement with his true feelings.*********‘So what's the story about this new boss of yours??'. Glori
(I have a boyfriend)Grayson woke up the next morning on his bed, still in his clothes from last night with his shoes off, then the most throbbing headache followed and he couldn't help but wince in pain as he got to sit upright. The morning haze cleared from his eyes and he frowned, the last thing he remembered was leaving Connor over at the club and drinking his sorrows away right outside.Waffles, he smelled waffles, freshly made waffles and strawberries wafted into his nose. He also smelled bacon, bacon and eggs—Charisse, he though as he jerked to his feet and winced again at his headache. He walked slowly towards the kitchen ready to yell at his ex girlfriend but froze seeing the most unexpected person plating breakfast on his kitchen counter.‘Good morning Mr Hunter', Kathleen's voice rang through his head, ‘You're awake'.‘What are you doing here?'. He asked still trying to grasp the situation.She shrugged, popping a strawberry into her mouth, which he found very sexy but that
(Damn her boyfriend!)‘Jacob Hempstead'‘Pardon'‘Jacob Hempstead', he said drily, ‘He's your boyfriend right?'.‘Yes sir'‘When?'‘Sir??'‘When did you both get together?'‘A week ago I guess. I'm not really counting'.‘Ohh'‘Yeah'.Silence ensued. Kathleen watched their somewhat okay conversation die down into a depressingly awkward silence which she found torturing. He didn't look thrilled that she had a boyfriend, why would he care anyway it wasn't like he gave two hoots about her right? or maybe he did care about her considering his drunken confession about being sorry for treating her like crap, or maybe she was just overthinking and he didn't really care.All these thoughts wavered around her head meanwhile Grayson was fuming on the inside. She had a boyfriend, for over a week and he didn't know? of course he knew Jacob Hempstead took a great liking to his assistant and after all the failed efforts to sabotage the relationship he came out triumphant—Grayon loathed that, he desp
(Damn her boyfriend part 2)Kathleen groaned loudly as she slumped down on her bed, kicking her shoes off, her body felt sore and she had a throbbing headache—it was the reward she got for taking care of a drunken man until midnight, having to lift seven heavy boxes of A4 paper to his office only for him to flippantly tell her to take them somewhere else.She wasn't sure what she'd done so wrong that he snapped out of his nice self, he nagged endlessly about her not doing her job correctly and for a moment she almost snapped but the remembered what happened the last time—she might actually lose her job this time which was something she definitely didn't want.He was strange, so strange as she could feel his lingering eyes on her for a moment but then at the same time it might just be her head playing games with her. A deep sigh left her as she rubbed the side of her neck, she needed a break and to make it worse she had a date with Jacob tonight—which she might have to cancel because s
(You're fired)Charisse Watson adjusted her glasses as she took her seat in front of the cafe building, she didn't want to be recognized by anyone even though the theatrics wasn't really necessary. Seated right in front of her was the private investigator, the same man she hired to watch over Grayson and he had some very juicy news to share.‘So tell me', she adjusted the wide brimmed hat on her head, ‘What did you find out??'.He smiled and placed a fat envelope on the table, ‘For starters her real name isn't KathleenTurner...well technically she changed it legally once she turned eighteen. Her real name is Evelyn Boswell, born in Pennsylvania and abandoned at the hospital, at least that's what her records say. She was thrown around in the foster system a lot and apparently...an ex juvie'.Charisse laughed but then he wasn't amused so it turned from laughter to ghastly shock in the span of a second, ‘Wait you're serious??'.‘Yes I am', he nodded, ‘She changed her name right after she
(Her criminal past)The tears streamed down Kathleen's cheeks as she put her things into the cardboard box. The complimentary office calendar she had a special place in her heart for, her mug which had a picture of badadobee on the side, her highlighter and most importantly—the beautiful butterfly paperweight which was a gift from Ophelia.In the span of a few minutes she lost her job, lost the one good thing going for her all because of a lie. Her fists clenched seeing the judgemental look on his face, she knew what he thought of her—a lowly criminal and wouldn't even give her enough time to explain herself, damn him, she thought as she wiped the tears off her eyes.....she was never coming back to this place ever again.‘I told you she was trouble Gray'. Charisse smirked as they watched Kathleen leave with her box.He frowned deeply, he certainly wasn't happy watching her leave but he felt betrayed nonetheless, ‘You've said your peace, please leave now'.‘Wh...what?!!', she stammered