Did he realize we weren't actually dating? My fingers are tangled. I concealed them all together behind the tiny ruby clutch I was holding. Ethan questioned, "So you're engaged, how long have you dated?" His question made me stiffen, and it seemed as if a bucket of cold water had been suddenly dropped on my head.Adam replied, sparingly casting a downward glance at me, "Nearly two years." All eyes went to me, and I clenched my hands to keep my fingers from quivering. Ethan asked, his voice as amiable as ever, "What took you so long to propose?" Adam responded in the flawless way he always does, "There was no need to haste," and kissed Stacy's pink-stained lips.Ethan continued, prompting the small group of people around us to chuckle, "By that you mean you weren't ready for the balland chain." I looked up at Ethan while feigning a quiet giggle, and he responded by winking. To say that I was surprised would be an understatement. Despite him panicking earlier this evening.Ethan was
The older woman's cheeks flared into red and she turned her fiery face away. As all the other women who approached Ethan did, I quietly rolled my eyes and berated the old woman for her awful attempt at flirting. They batted their eyelashes and shamelessly threw their hands all over him. I raised the tiny champagne flute to my lips and took a tiny drink. "Oh Ethan!" a mother's friend said, giving Ethan a not so subtle wink. "Your one lucky girl Sophia, how long have you been together?""Four months." I answered with a sweet smileEthan said, his thumb slinking down my hip, "Four hot months." In an effort to get rid of his hand, she tangled her fingers together and silently warned him by giving his fingers a severe squeeze. The man with the silver hair teased, "Don't say that around her father. I looked away from the group of elderly people while softly snorting at the ridiculous remark."Sophia is her dad’s favorite. They get along the best," my mother said to Ethan. “I guess I cou
It's safe to say that yesterday night wasn't entirely terrible. I woke up to a fresh article published about me. “Is Sophia McAdams in a relationship?”A photo of me with Ethan's arms around me as I leaned into him was placed next to the absurd question. I recognized the photo from when he was relating the exaggerated account of how we met and pointed it out. They were preoccupied with Stacy's engagement at the time they took this photo, right? I glanced to the next page where there were more photographs after being startled by the unexpected snapshot. One of Ethan has both hands on my butt and his arm around my waist while looking intently at my cleavage. Even a picture of us leaving the ballroom was there, with the following written next to it: “A Quickie Break” The post discussed the absurd tale of our thanks to Ethan's stupidity, they met. Quotes from bystanders who claimed that we were becoming heated while, in fact, I was withdrawing Ethan's errant hands from wherever they had
I let out a happy sigh as I let go of my heels and then untied my hair from the scrunchie that had been keeping it in place all day. I carefully padded over to the refrigerator to look for something to eat because I wasn't quite in the mood to cook. Despite the fact that I postponed my appointment so I could leave early for home, Jacob called as I was leaving and asked me to review the contract that an editor from another department had signed with a new customer. I was able to make minor changes to the contract without changing it much after an hour and a half, and I faxed a copy to Jacob. He was satisfied with my work as usual. When I pulled out a spoon after deciding on strawberry yogurt and shut the refrigerator, there was a loud banging on the door. When another bang rang, I dropped my under-nutritious dinner and hurried across the living room. Before I even spoke after opening the door, a big person swept by me and entered the apartment.I responded in a less than friendly man
I snarled at the phone that was resting on my dresser, "And then he had the guts to yell at me! Can you believe that?"When I got out of the shower, Cass tsked on the other end, asking if I wanted to accompany her on yet another baby buying binge. I replied, "No, I can't." I detailed my plans with Ethan while she was on speakerphone, which her sick mind misinterpreted as something filthy.After addressing her, I described how I sent for clothes for him after she left my office, his mini-tantrum, and then his abrupt leaving, which made me a little nervous.I got to my feet in a pair of black wedges and stood up, delighted with the appearance I had created. Cautious yet a little dressed up, but not enough for Mr. Sex in Jeans to make fun of me for dressing up for him. I sported a black and white striped top with a silver zipper at the back, a pair of light blue skinny pants, along with a matching necklace and pair of silver dangling earrings. I put a slim watch with a crystal cover on m
A tiny old man approached us, and I pushed off the tiniest bit of jealousy I was experiencing when I saw Jessica. The man's bony shoulders protruded against the striped dress shirt he was wearing because of how skinny he was. If not for his belt, his pants would have virtually fallen off of his hips. His beady brown eyes were like chocolate, and he had hollow cheekbones with white stubble down his jaw. tiny, sparkling drips.Ethan welcomed the skeletal man, "Brad." Shaking his hand, greeting him, "How are you?".“Can't complain, how is your dad doing? the man asked. questioned with a husky voice “He's...doing better," Ethan said as his smile faded and he took his arm back. “Who is this beauty?” Brad asked as his eyes turned in my direction after seeing the change. I greeted everyone by holding out my hand and said, "I'm Sophia McAdam."The older man ignored my outstretched hand and wrapped a bony arm over me. My ribs were cruelly pierced by his elbows, but I endured the momentar
I gathered my brunette hair into a high bun and threw my hands to my side, feeling worn out and angry at Cass. “It was not a date,” I said once more. "You guys were together all day, right?" she asked. asked “Yes, but...” She interrupted me as I was about to say something I knew I wouldn't like with a tskk. "Did you have lunch together?"Switching the cellphone to my other ear I pouted my lips following her twisted train of thought."Yes."What sounded like a clap sounded from thebackground "Honey, that's a date.""No, it isn't." I retorted frustrated by what shereferred to as logicAs I had promised, I told Cass all about the shopping trip we took yesterday with Ethan. I had anticipated that she would think something amazing had happened, but all that had actually happened was nothing, and Cass continued to press the matter. Although I wasn't planning to tell her about the awkward moment when I measured Ethan because I was afraid she would read too much into it, it didn't help
When I looked down, I could see that the spider had already started to climb up the toilet, stretching its long legs slowly and deliberately. Every trembling breath that left my lips caused my chest to heave up and down, yet I refrained from screaming. My pulse was racing in utter panic when I heard another thud on the bathroom door. I took a deep breath and put my hand over my racing heart as I prepared to rip the thief's eyes out. I then fixed my eyes on the creaking door. If I let some weirdo kill me in my own restroom, I'll be damned! I waited for the intruder to enter and then I would move, but when I caught a glimpse of a hairy leg on the toilet seat and then another, my perfect plan fell to pieces. As I walked backwards stuck between the spider and the intruder, I yelled louder than I've ever done. The door began to tremble once again before swinging open to reveal a bare chest, which Ethan covered, quelling my screaming. I can honestly say that I have never been happier to
Arriving forty-five minutes late had this night starting off terribly as we entered the dining room filled with guests already eating and my mother's soft caramel eyes burning a hole through me for being late. Dinner had stretched out to my horror as people I hadn't seen for years since that fateful day, had the nerve to ask how I was doing, all while having a smile on their faces as if we were old college buddies meeting at the grocery store. Pushing my frustrations about this whole night away I replied as nice as I could but even I heard the icy tone in my voice.While I was glaring at anyone who dared to glimpse my way Ethan sat beside me chatting happily to the people around him, as if they were lifelong friends.The fact that he spoke to these leeches with ease irked me, some of these people were people I grew up with yet I could have never held a conversation with them as long as Ethan did. He made a joke and the morons laughed, while I stabbed at the perfectly arranged vegetabl
I arrived at work with a negative mindset after all that happened last night. I was startled out of my reverie by a knock at the door. After wiping away any stray tears, I invited the person inside. The door, which was black and polished, opened to see my secretary hiding behind a vase filled with a variety of flowers. Her slender frame was concealed by the big vase. “Your mother is on line one, Ms. McAdams, and this just came in for you.” She informed me, setting the porcelain vase on my desk, then hastily left without saying anything else. Who sent me flowers?At the same moment I needed a pick-me-up, excitement sprang within me at the idea of someone caring enough to bring me such a delightful surprise. I excitedly made my way to the vase that had a petal pink design with a hint of pale yellow; the two colors swirled in the bottom and rose up in a curved line to the vase's tip. The flowers were a unique combination of daisies, tulips, and thumb-sized roses; the many hues of br
When I looked down, I could see that the spider had already started to climb up the toilet, stretching its long legs slowly and deliberately. Every trembling breath that left my lips caused my chest to heave up and down, yet I refrained from screaming. My pulse was racing in utter panic when I heard another thud on the bathroom door. I took a deep breath and put my hand over my racing heart as I prepared to rip the thief's eyes out. I then fixed my eyes on the creaking door. If I let some weirdo kill me in my own restroom, I'll be damned! I waited for the intruder to enter and then I would move, but when I caught a glimpse of a hairy leg on the toilet seat and then another, my perfect plan fell to pieces. As I walked backwards stuck between the spider and the intruder, I yelled louder than I've ever done. The door began to tremble once again before swinging open to reveal a bare chest, which Ethan covered, quelling my screaming. I can honestly say that I have never been happier to
I gathered my brunette hair into a high bun and threw my hands to my side, feeling worn out and angry at Cass. “It was not a date,” I said once more. "You guys were together all day, right?" she asked. asked “Yes, but...” She interrupted me as I was about to say something I knew I wouldn't like with a tskk. "Did you have lunch together?"Switching the cellphone to my other ear I pouted my lips following her twisted train of thought."Yes."What sounded like a clap sounded from thebackground "Honey, that's a date.""No, it isn't." I retorted frustrated by what shereferred to as logicAs I had promised, I told Cass all about the shopping trip we took yesterday with Ethan. I had anticipated that she would think something amazing had happened, but all that had actually happened was nothing, and Cass continued to press the matter. Although I wasn't planning to tell her about the awkward moment when I measured Ethan because I was afraid she would read too much into it, it didn't help
A tiny old man approached us, and I pushed off the tiniest bit of jealousy I was experiencing when I saw Jessica. The man's bony shoulders protruded against the striped dress shirt he was wearing because of how skinny he was. If not for his belt, his pants would have virtually fallen off of his hips. His beady brown eyes were like chocolate, and he had hollow cheekbones with white stubble down his jaw. tiny, sparkling drips.Ethan welcomed the skeletal man, "Brad." Shaking his hand, greeting him, "How are you?".“Can't complain, how is your dad doing? the man asked. questioned with a husky voice “He's...doing better," Ethan said as his smile faded and he took his arm back. “Who is this beauty?” Brad asked as his eyes turned in my direction after seeing the change. I greeted everyone by holding out my hand and said, "I'm Sophia McAdam."The older man ignored my outstretched hand and wrapped a bony arm over me. My ribs were cruelly pierced by his elbows, but I endured the momentar
I snarled at the phone that was resting on my dresser, "And then he had the guts to yell at me! Can you believe that?"When I got out of the shower, Cass tsked on the other end, asking if I wanted to accompany her on yet another baby buying binge. I replied, "No, I can't." I detailed my plans with Ethan while she was on speakerphone, which her sick mind misinterpreted as something filthy.After addressing her, I described how I sent for clothes for him after she left my office, his mini-tantrum, and then his abrupt leaving, which made me a little nervous.I got to my feet in a pair of black wedges and stood up, delighted with the appearance I had created. Cautious yet a little dressed up, but not enough for Mr. Sex in Jeans to make fun of me for dressing up for him. I sported a black and white striped top with a silver zipper at the back, a pair of light blue skinny pants, along with a matching necklace and pair of silver dangling earrings. I put a slim watch with a crystal cover on m
I let out a happy sigh as I let go of my heels and then untied my hair from the scrunchie that had been keeping it in place all day. I carefully padded over to the refrigerator to look for something to eat because I wasn't quite in the mood to cook. Despite the fact that I postponed my appointment so I could leave early for home, Jacob called as I was leaving and asked me to review the contract that an editor from another department had signed with a new customer. I was able to make minor changes to the contract without changing it much after an hour and a half, and I faxed a copy to Jacob. He was satisfied with my work as usual. When I pulled out a spoon after deciding on strawberry yogurt and shut the refrigerator, there was a loud banging on the door. When another bang rang, I dropped my under-nutritious dinner and hurried across the living room. Before I even spoke after opening the door, a big person swept by me and entered the apartment.I responded in a less than friendly man
It's safe to say that yesterday night wasn't entirely terrible. I woke up to a fresh article published about me. “Is Sophia McAdams in a relationship?”A photo of me with Ethan's arms around me as I leaned into him was placed next to the absurd question. I recognized the photo from when he was relating the exaggerated account of how we met and pointed it out. They were preoccupied with Stacy's engagement at the time they took this photo, right? I glanced to the next page where there were more photographs after being startled by the unexpected snapshot. One of Ethan has both hands on my butt and his arm around my waist while looking intently at my cleavage. Even a picture of us leaving the ballroom was there, with the following written next to it: “A Quickie Break” The post discussed the absurd tale of our thanks to Ethan's stupidity, they met. Quotes from bystanders who claimed that we were becoming heated while, in fact, I was withdrawing Ethan's errant hands from wherever they had
The older woman's cheeks flared into red and she turned her fiery face away. As all the other women who approached Ethan did, I quietly rolled my eyes and berated the old woman for her awful attempt at flirting. They batted their eyelashes and shamelessly threw their hands all over him. I raised the tiny champagne flute to my lips and took a tiny drink. "Oh Ethan!" a mother's friend said, giving Ethan a not so subtle wink. "Your one lucky girl Sophia, how long have you been together?""Four months." I answered with a sweet smileEthan said, his thumb slinking down my hip, "Four hot months." In an effort to get rid of his hand, she tangled her fingers together and silently warned him by giving his fingers a severe squeeze. The man with the silver hair teased, "Don't say that around her father. I looked away from the group of elderly people while softly snorting at the ridiculous remark."Sophia is her dad’s favorite. They get along the best," my mother said to Ethan. “I guess I cou