ZoeKnowing my best friend is going to be alright fills me with joy. It was a hard time for her having been ditched by Mark and just months before the wedding. Who needs that in their life? I could happily have gone over to his and stuck needles into his eyes. Alright so that is a bit harsh, but you have no idea just how much I hate that man.To be perfectly honest, I never really liked him from the start. When we were younger he was always a bit arrogant and had way too much self-assurance and not in a good way. He was always the kid who seemed to know it all. The girls, well they did like him and that only fed his ego some more. When Ava started dating him I wanted to warn her off him, but there was no telling a seventeen year old Ava anything. She was smitten with him. She never really saw what I saw when it came to Mark at school and growing up.It wasn’t even as if he didn’t know what her dreams were made of, how much she always wanted to be a photographer. Ava is amazing she can
AvaI have landed and boy is it busy. So many people, I guess after a few days back home and having been in tranquil areas of Spain this all seems manic. But I love it. Yes I do. I've always loved New York having visited it a few times now. Four times I have been to the Big Apple. Once with my parents when I was fourteen, it was a four day break and we did all the typical tourist bits and pieces. Which I fully intend to do whilst I am here this time. Then I came with a school friend when I was sixteen, getting my parents to let me come for a school photography project was hard work. I was warned about pick pockets and just about everything else but it didn't put me off. I wanted to the excitement, the fun and to take amazing pictures. Which I have with me for my agent to review. Then when I met Mark, on our first dating anniversary he bought me here. We had a romantic weekend in a beautiful hotel right in Times Square. In the heart of the action. I think about it as I wait for my p
AvaWell, I should be surprised only I’m not; well okay, I am a bit. When you’re expecting a double room and you’re given a whole penthouse, it is somewhat mind-blowing. I am taken aback by the sheer enormity of this suite. Not only that but my personal member of staff has told me he is on hand for me for my stay. If I need anything I’m to ask him. Oh and also, I have the rooftop pool to myself. It’s been booked out for the three day stay.Wait until I get hold of Sebastian. I know he’s a successful and seriously rich man, but honestly. A double room would have been fine. “Our room service is 24/7 and if you prefer to have a massage in your room we can organise that. Anything you need just let us know.” He doesn’t hang around waiting for a tip like in your average Joe hotel, no way. He nods politely and removes himself from the suite.In the ice bucket on the table right in the middle of the suite is a bottle of champagne. This man is going to spoil me rotten. But I hasten to add, I w
Ava I don’t want to stop, at the back of my mind I know that voice and it’s the last person I want to speak to right now. Although I am extremely curious to know, out of all the cities and states, out of all the towns, across all the miles; why here? Why today? Why now? I just want to go on my merry way take some stunning pictures of people going about their day in Central Park, maybe be a total tourist and have a horse and carriage ride, visit Brooklyn Bridge take some more snaps of the chess players outside and grab something to eat as dusk graces us. Then I feel it, a hand on my elbow. “Get. Off. Me.” I yell drawing stares from some very well dressed women. Note, all wearing black shift dresses, skyscraper heels, Prada sunglasses and their hair all in a French twist. Do I feel a little out of place and underdressed? Absolutely. I wrench my arm free and almost end up punching the man in a charcoal suit who is walking close to me. “Sorry.” I mutter. He ignores me and carries on his
AvaI’m stumped really as to why I have allowed myself to even bother coming for coffee with Mark. Save for the apology. What does that even matter now anymore? I could be snapping pictures instead of sitting here in this coffee shop, albeit a nice coffee shop with Mark.He is seated opposite me whilst we wait for the waiter to bring us our drinks. I take in my surroundings. Petrol blue tongue and groove walls to the midway point and a silver-grey wallpaper on top with outlines in white of leaves. It’s pretty and cosy. The tables are all round mahogany with metal legs and the chairs are solid wood mahogany, with fabric to match the wallpaper. It’s pretty decadent but at this side of the city, it would be.The lighting is subdued and the glass windows are smoked, thus giving the impression of it being much later than it actually is. I calculate that Sebastian will land in Spain in around four hours. It will be early morning for him when he does and I cannot wait to talk with him and he
SebastianIt’s been a long flight. I feel like I’ve been living on my jet, what with the recent hotel tour and then flying to Chicago and now back. I’ve not managed to have any sleep. Again. I’ve been thinking about so many things. Yet my heart sings at knowing that Ava has not rejected me, that she hasn’t decided to blank me anymore.I honestly thought when I explained to her about Arabella, that would be it. After all, Ava is but a young woman herself with so much to explore in the world. I will never stop her. I want the absolute best for my American Girl and I cannot wait for us to start our next chapter in life.Deep inside I feel a stirring for my American Girl. The thought of holding her in my arms again and feeling her lips on mine, her slender body pressed up against me and beneath me. Desire crushes through me like a tidal wave and at almost three in the morning as my jet begins its descent, I feel this immense urge to go to my private bathroom on-board and take care of myse
Ava Well if you’re wondering how my conversation with Mark went when he dropped the bombshell of wanting me back. Here goes. Mark: “I want you back, Ava.” Me: “It’s a bit late for that. Don’t you think? I’ve moved on Mark.” Mark: “Come on baby.” Me: “Don’t call me baby. I’m not your baby. You have no right to put yourself in my face, coerce me to have coffee with you then tell me, oh by the way it didn’t work out with Charlotte. Followed by, I want you back.” At this point I wanted to slap his face, throw my coffee at him but that would have been a waste of a perfectly good drink, and run out on him. Only I wasn’t quite finished. How I managed to restrain myself is beyond me because my blood was above boiling point. I could feel my face being flushed with anger, my fingers itched to scratch his eyes out. Mark: “It’s not quite like that. It just wasn’t working. I realized I had made a grave mistake. I didn’t feel the same way about Charlotte as I did you, only I was so stupid. I
AvaI am so excited to meet with Darla, my agent that all my concerns about Arabella are not at the forefront of my mind. For once in the last few days ever since Sebastian confided in me that he had a daughter. I’m also not thinking about Mark. It’s great to know that finally I am healed and one-hundred percent over him. After all those months of beating myself up for not being the right person and having my life torn away from me.I dress in casual wide bottomed trousers, being white I can easily pair them with my pink loose fitting blouse. I want to be cheery and bright today, it’s also going to be another warm day here in the city.As I head out of the hotel I do make sure I check left and right, I certainly don’t want Mark catching up with me again. I would freak out because then I’d definitely feel like he is stalking me. In my left hand I am carrying my portfolio of pictures I want to go in my first book. Me, little me from a small town in Chicago is walking down the street in
Ava - Six Months Later I'm standing in a beautiful large suite with a terrace on which sit two white iron chairs and a round table. The view is across olive groves and lavender-dusted hillsides to the majestic mountains where last night I watched the most spectacular sunset as I gazed over the scenic Sierra Morena. I sat here serenely by myself thinking this is the best decision I have ever made. My insides are all a flutter with butterflies, my heart feels like it will explode with happiness and I have had a perma-smile for the last few months. Life couldn't have been more beautiful nor moved as quickly as it has. In just these few months I have moved lock, stock and barrel to live with Sebastian in his ranch just outside of Santa Fe. Nestled in a wondrous spot just outside of the town where he was born. It is a sprawling plot of land where horses can roam freely. We have goats, sheep and a couple of cows. Bella loves tending to them and recently Sebastian bought her geese and duck
Sebastian “Hello my beautiful, American Girl.” Her face is a picture as her jaw looks like it has dropped to the ground. Her beautiful green eyes wide and now she is running toward me. Ava’s arms open wide and she throws herself into me. “Oh my God, how on earth did you do this?” I knew she’d be surprised and happy. It is the least I could do to fly the ten hours back to meet her for our return to Spain. I didn’t want my girl to have to travel to her new home all on her own. Not at all. This experience we should share together, like so many more experiences we will have in our lifetime together. This woman is precious to me, I worship the ground that she walks on, I love everything about her from the mole just above her lip to the hair on her head. Talking of which smells like coconut and lemons as she presses her head into my shoulder. My arms are already around her and I hold her into me tightly. It feels like we have been separated for months not just days. It’s felt like an eter
TateWell that all went too quickly and now I have mascara smudged all over my eyes from crying so much after dinner which mom managed to make in record time. She’s already talking about Thanksgiving. I’m definitely coming home for that and Sebastian can put an army of bodyguards on me if he needs to. Although I am sure by the time November comes round, Mark will have moved on. Hopefully.Thanksgiving is one of my most favorite times of the year. We all get together and my mother’s sister and husband come over with their now grown-up children, Louisa and Denise. It’s always a really warm and fuzzy time of year. Zoe comes too but later as she always holds a Thanksgiving dinner for her special clients who don’t have anyone at the time of year. She’s so kind hearted and has never missed a Thanksgiving for them. This year she will have Nate to help her and that makes me feel warm inside. The thought of someone standing by her side.I hugged my parents like there was no tomorrow and Zoe be
Tate I’m still in a sulk. I should be excited beyond belief to be flying back to Spain to see and be with Sebastian again this evening. It’ll be the early of the hours of course since they won’t be ready for me until seven tonight. Right when I should be going out with Zoe and Nate for dinner. I then have a wild idea of having them come with me to Spain and being flown back in a week’s time. Only that is a pipeline dream since Zoe has her business to run and Nate has patients to see. Mom has been frantic all day at the thought of me flying out later this evening. She’s overwhelmed to say the least and I get that, I really do. Dad hasn’t taken it all too well either and shot off to the golf course to hit balls on the driving range. It’s now eleven and I am still in my bloody pjs. What I need is to shower and get my shit together and head over to the apartment to pack a few things into my larger suitcases. You know like personal belongings I want before my stuff arrives, clothes, shoes
TateI tried to ignore the message as best I could. Dillon left us around eight last night and Liam came to take over. He wasn’t the same build as Dillon by any stretch. In fact as I looked out of my bedroom window down to the front porch as he arrived, I’d easily say he could pass as a doppelganger for David Beckham. Victoria is a lucky lady, well not as lucky as me because I have Sebastian and he is in a league of his own. But nonetheless.Naturally, I went down to greet Liam. He is from Texas and has that lovely drawl thing going on. I showed him the latest message from my ex. “Don’t worry ma’am. We’ve got this. Ain’t nothing gonna happen to you, with me on watch. If he’s dumb enough to show up around here, he’s gonna have to answer t’me.”I felt reassured but I’m still freaked out this is even happening to me. Why can’t Mark just take it on the chin that we’re over? He is the one that ended our relationship. Or perhaps he can’t handle rejection. Maybe there is more to the split be
Ava “Honey it’s so good to see you. It feels like you’ve been away for weeks and it’s only been a couple of days.” My mother rushes to me as I enter the cosy kitchen. As usual she is cooking and wearing her blue apron with her tied up in a messy bun. She looks so inviting and I allow her to take me into her arms and press me right into her bosom. I’ve missed my mom so much. She is right though, it does feel as if it’s been weeks not just a couple of days. So much has happened what with bumping into Mark, his threatening/nuisance messages, Arabella practically rejecting me and having a blinking bodyguard now of all things. Who, by the way I have left standing outside for the time being. Best not to overwhelm my mother in the first few seconds of arriving back home. “I know. It feels like it’s been ages too.” I say as I place my portfolio on the two-seater sofa in the inglenook in the kitchen and slip my rucksack off my shoulders and place it on the sofa too. It’s looking a bit jaded
SebastianMy blood is boiling to the point I am so fired up I could punch a wall. It is not often I lose control like this but that man, he needs to be dealt with before anything happens. I know of men who have hurt their ex partners, stalked them and harmed them. It is an insane world and I am frightened for Ava.At least with my detail providing security for her, the man would need a shotgun to get past her bodyguard. You would think it would help to allow me to sleep better tonight, only it doesn’t. I need to have Ava here with me in Spain, like yesterday. Not in three weeks. Besides, I am craving her. I am craving her lips crushed against mine, our bodies together and her warmth underneath me.Even with all these thoughts of my American Girl I do not become aroused, my anger is so fueled that sex is the last thing on my mind. I will be viewing the ranch and meet with the current owner later this morning. Elena, my assistant has done well to narrow it down to just three ranches for
Ava I stare at my mobile as the rage and anger fuels my entire body. This man, he just won’t let up. I swear if he was standing in front of me now, I’d easily punch him in the face. I’m not even sure whether to be concerned or just laugh this off. Only he is making me a bit shaky with the tone of his message. Moving away from the patio I step back inside the penthouse suite and read the message again. You had no right to run out on me like that the other day. I only wanted to talk and express how I felt. You’re not going to get away from me, Ava. I’m still in love with you. So, I fucked up. I realize that. But if you think I’m letting you get away you need to think again. I’ve seen all your social media posts with that man and he’s not right for you. I’m going to do everything I can to show you that he is wrong for you. I am the one that is meant to be with you forever happy after Not that jumped up son-of-a-bitch. I know where you’re staying here in NYC and I’ll be waiting. I mean
Ava “Honey, of course it’s worth fighting for. Honestly, what is wrong with you? Just because his daughter doesn’t like the idea it certainly doesn’t mean she won’t change her mind. You’ve got to see it from her point of view, Ava.” I’m outside on the wrap around balcony to the penthouse back in the Waldorf Astoria gazing up at the sky as Zoe talks to me. Of course everything she’s saying is absolutely right. It still doesn’t make it any better for me though. “My heart absolutely goes out to her, Zoe. It really does. I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to lose your mother. I’d fall apart if my mom died or my father, it’s gut wrenching. And I know the last thing she wants is someone new into their lives.” “Look take a deep breath, I know you’re gutted that you can’t move in with him, but damn girl. You’ll be living on his doorstep literally. A villa on the land sounds amazing. Sebastian will see you every day, you’ll spend nights together and get to know his little girl an