I let a look of disapproval cross my face when people start shouting from inside their cars. Malachi sounds… unlike himself when he speaks, “I was just having some fun.”I snap back as pleasantly as i can, “Well don’t. People don’t have fun on the road. We’re here to have lunch, not fun.”I make to
It takes me some time to wrap my head around what is happening so i just stare at the man in front of me instead for the time being.He’s a full grown man.Middle aged from the looks of him, and yeah… maybe he could have been the one i heard cursing at me before i could get into my car, but nasty pe
“The reservation is his. It’s a standing reservation.”I turn my attention back to Malachi and he casualy goes on, “Your father has either bought out this floor of the restaurant, or he has made eoughinvestmenets into it and holds enough shares, that he is now afforded the prestige of a space always
Bridget is waiting at the door by the time i get back.I try not to look like i just heard something i didn’t want to believe, something so unopleasant it felt like i just had to scream at a wall or something, just to get the feeling off me.I don’t want to make a big deal out of this, and if i do,
David is her source of information and judging from the look on his face today and the fact that he’s still in the company, i would say Malachi doesn’t know he’s been speaking to Bridget about the things that have been going on in the company.“Did David tell you i went out for lunch with Malachi?”
Tieran’s pov.I look at the time on my watch and at the notification currently flashing on my screen. It’s almost midnight.I never have visitors at this time of the day.My mind tries to make a mental list of who might be at the door but there’s nothing that makes sense on the list. Whoever is ther
I could be letting in a security threat…. “Let her in.”Except no security threat would come bearing tales of incoming doom. I wait for a few minutes until my door opens.“Took you long enough!”A female in heels and a short skirt comes stomping into my living room. They must have been holding he
Bridget’s pov.The look on Tieran’s face should be captured and put into a record book. For someone who barely shows any sign of emotion, speechlessness looks strange on him.I force myself to sound snidely as I ask, “What, no holes to poke at anymore?”I see him try to gather himself and collect h