(More than a boss)Kathleen winced in pain as she caressed her left black eye which was in need of an ice pack, unfortunately the cops wouldn't let her leave and forced her to write a statement despite her refusal without the presence of her lawyer. Apparently that wasn't enough as she could feel the tears streaming down her cheeks—here it was, the justice system failing her again, she was the one who was assaulted and beaten, now because of her self defense she was being held in a cell instead of a hospital for her broken ribs.The clanking of metal was heard and she lifted her head up to a police officer opening her cell door, ‘Uhmmm we really apologize for the bad treatment ma'am'.He looked downcast, she frowned deeply as he was the same man who murmured a stupid sexist joke about equal rights bring equal fights. She ignored his help as he tried to help her get up, slowly followed him limping on one leg to the reception area where she found Grayson yelling at the supervisor, and t
(Confession)An hour later and Kathleen was being helped into a fresh set of clothes that was gotten from the departmental stall across the hospital, a comfortable pair of sweatpants and a nice matching sweatshirt to go with it which had a cute mother duck imprinted on it.Her ankle was still sprained and she had to be placed in a wheelchair by one of the nurses, with a long list of prescriptions to help with her pain and a departure card telling her to get well soon. Grayson helped push her wheelchair into the elevator and out of the hospital building into it's vast parking lot.Then it dawned on her—she actually did live alone and Gloria was out again on a charity retreat, she gulped hard just thinking about it...but she was a fighter, she was a woman who came up with solutions and staying alone in her apartment after a vicious attack on her couldn't be so bad. Except that it was....she was terrified going back, judging the fact that she lived in the ghetto part of the city with bla
(Living with my boss)She fell asleep on the couch and woke up half an hour later to the smell of bacon and cream wafting in the air. Her wheelchair was next to her which meant Grayson must have brought it out of his trunk when she was asleep, it hurt to try and get up on her own into the chair but she prevailed....even though it meant wincing in pain and having to take aspirin after to numb it.It wasn't the first time she was using a wheelchair as she rolled herself into the kitchen to find the chef making dinner, he was middle-aged man with a fine mustache, potbellied and wearing a chef's regalia—the exact replica of Gustavo from the movie about a cooking rat she watched years ago, just thinking about it made her giggle for a moment.‘No madame', he shook his head vigorously as soon as he noticed her in the kitchen with a very thick Italian accent, ‘Monseuir doesn't want you here nó'.She smiled at him as he seemed genuinely panicked, ‘It's alright, the food just smelled good so I
(I love you )Meanwhile at Grayson's apartment, Kathleen just finished a hearty breakfast of oatmeal with chia seeds, courtesy of Roberto who implied it would help in healing her bones, three slices of bacon and cheese eggs to go with it. It felt nice being pampered for a change, she didn't have to rush to make herself a light breakfast or catch her breath running to the subway...she woke up happy, even though she still had a black eye that was healing up nicely.He had already left by the time she got to his room which got her disappointed, she loved seeing him in his ever pristine suits but that was a shame. A frown creased her brows as she heard the sound of the elevator ding and then a woman strode in carrying a huge box, then followed a very muscular man clad in all black and suede glasses.‘Uhh wh...who are you??'‘Your nurse ma'am', she responded with an also Italian accent but less subtle than Roberto's, Grayson Hunter certainly had a thing for them, ‘Mr Hunter wants you to be
(I love you Part 2)They ate dinner with all smiles and now it was time to go to sleep, Grayson couldn't find it in his heart to fall asleep—not when Kathleen just told him she was in love with him, Kathleen on the other hand wanted nothing more than to go to bed, professing her true feelings made her somewhat tired her medication made her drowsy.’Goodnight'. She murmured, ‘Sleep tight Mr Gray'.He sighed deeply he leaned closer, ‘You're my girlfriend now. There's no need to call me Mr Gray'.A short giggle left her as she pulled him by the collar to give him a kiss on the cheek, ‘Goodnight Gray. Sleep tight.....I don't know if we're boyfriend and girlfriend yet'.He took a good look at her, if only she knew how beautiful she was at this moment, making him fall even more, ‘You love me. We're boyfriend and girlfriend now, you're stuck with me'.‘I'll run away once I can walk again'. She whispered teasing him, it was fun just thinking of the possibility.‘I'll hunt you down Kathleen Tu
(Family ties)‘Hello there'. Grayson smiled as he walked into his closet, dropping his briefcase as he leaned closer to kiss Kathleen.‘Hello. How was work?'. She asked.‘Do you want to get married??' He asked all of a sudden almost making her choke on her spit, ‘I'm taking you to the altar'‘That's not funny'. She frownedHe chuckled softly, ‘It is. You don't want to marry me?'.’I barely know you'‘But you love me'‘Yeah', she smiled, ‘Yeah I love you'.‘I love you too', he sighed and kissed her, ‘How was your day today?'.She shrugged as she turned her chair around as they both left the closet, forgetting the pocketbook resting on her thighs, ‘The nurse gave me a good massage today, the drugs still make me feel shitty though....and oh—the bodyguard's name is Theo von Miller, like the actor. He's nice and handgsome'.‘Don't call another man handsome', he frowned taking off his tie, ‘I don't like that'.Her brows puckered, ‘You're jealous??'’I'm a man who doesn't like to share Kathy
(Joana)Connor McKnight stood frozen with his mouth wide agape with a pack of beer on one hand and a polythene bag of Chinese takeout on the other, ‘Uhhhh this...this is awkward'.‘Of course it is!', Grayson growled in annoyance, ‘Why the fuck would you come to my apartment without—'‘It's the start of a new month. We always have men's night at the start of a new month!'.‘Oh', Grayson pursed his lips, ‘Well you should've called. I have a guest can't you see??'Connor's eyes darted over to where Kathleen sat patiently, her cheeks were flushed and her hands behind her back nothing short of sheer embarrassment being caught in an uncompromising situation. He waved at her and she nodded with an awkward grin on her face which morphed into a grimace, he glanced over the wheelchair and the back to Kathleen, then at his best friend and gasped.‘Are you two... did I...did I come at a bad time?'.‘Yes you did'. Grayson replied harshly. Connor McKnight had a special place in his heart and for a
(Back to work)‘Hello babe'. Grayson muttered as he approached his girlfriend seated on the bench outside the hospital waiting patiently, he leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips and then handed her a bouquet of her flowers with a ‘Happy recovery' card.She flashed him a beautiful smile as she rose to her feet, being able to stand properly made her feel so alive again as sitting in a wheelchair for the duration of a full week made her somewhat miserable, she felt good, she was happy to round it all up...she was deeply in love with the man standing in front of her.‘Babe?', her brows arched, ‘We've been together for a week and now you're calling me babe??'.‘What do you want me to call you?'. He frowned deeply.‘Miss Turner'. She responded still wanting to ruffle his feathers.‘Fat chance', he tilted her chin upwards to kiss her again, ‘That's not happening.... only at the office of course'.She giggled as he placed a hand over her shoulders as they walked back to the car, he w