Several months had gone by since Pearl had left her marriage and left her life behind. She had filed for divorce and was working hard at getting at least some kind of settlement. Her job was going well, and life had fallen into a nice routine for her. John had talked her into trying out the band idea and they had spent some time getting some guys together to form what they could be proud of.
She was still embarrassed about being around Dylan and he was still incredibly difficult to read. She didn't remember much about the night he drove her home.m, only that she gave him directions and thanked him. The next morning she woke up on her couch, fully clothed, so she knew nothing had happened. Her divorce lawyer thought things should be finalized in the next week or two. She was so happy that was going to happen, finally. She decided to apply for a promotion at work a month or so ago and her boss seemed really pleased with her work for the company. She started out as an assistant there, part time, because that's all Paul would allow for her to work. She had managed to take on more tasks and had been getting positive feedback from her co-workers. She felt proud of herself and work had also been a wonderful distraction from all she had going on her personal life. She was working on herself and it felt good. She didn't have much of a relationship with her parents, so other than John and Janie, she was on her own. It meant something to her to accomplish these small goals, one step at a time. She had no idea what the future would hold, but she knew no matter what was ahead, it was sure better than what she was leaving behind.************************************
6:00 am on the dot and the alarm blasted into Pearl's ear. She hit snooze and opened her eyes, wiping away the sleep and the anxiety hit her, like every morning. It hasn't been the easiest year. At 35, she thought she'd be in a better place by now but after leaving a decade long horrible marriage and starting all over again, she knew being weak and hopeless wasn't an option. She got out of bed and went to the kitchen of her small apartment, moving boxes still lining the floor, unpacked. Drinking coffee and sitting in her reading chair, she scrolled her phone, checking her social media and emails. Nothing exciting. It's Friday and the upcoming weekend always made her a little sad. Being alone during the week is easy with work and daily routine, but the weekend is when she felt the loneliness the most. The only light was having her friend John in her life that had also encouraged her to get back into music. Singing had always been her passion and getting the group of guys together to form a band again has been a wonderful thing for her. It was a bit terrifying but she decided to go for it. Any distraction was good, especially one with a creative outlet she loved so much.After getting ready for work, she headed out to start the day. Hopefully her boss would be busy enough today to steer clear of her. Lately, his attention had been directed towards her way more than usual and it was starting to make her a bit uncomfortable. Arriving at 8 am on the dot, she walked into her office, turned on the light, hung her jacket on the hook and turned to see her boss, David Powers, at her door with a smile and coffee in his hand. He had to be roughly her age, tall, slender. Strawberry blonde hair that was cut in a way that was reminiscent to Robert Redford in Gatsby. She smiled back and offered a "Good morning, David". He may make her uncomfortable with the extra attention lately, but his eyes and smile were hard to look away from.
"I have a few things for you today, Pearl." David said in an assertive yet friendly way. "We have a meeting with the owners of the company today to discuss the merger. I'd like you there to get a feel for what direction this all might be heading. I think it would be beneficial for our marketing department to be on board early." Pearl was recently promoted to the management team of the marketing department. David was over the entire PR part of the company. Pearl was in charge of the approval and distribution of all materials sent out to the public regarding their image and promotions. It was a lot to take on, but she found it was a great way for her to dive into something and think less about her life falling apart. "I'll be there, just let me know what you need from me" Pearl offered.
"I absolutely will, maybe we could discuss it at lunch? The meeting is at 2. That would give us time to get on the same page" David said back, slyly smiling, taking a drink of his coffee. What is is with this guy? Pearl thought, almost saying it out loud."Ok, that works" Pearl said. He really was a beautiful man. Very put together. Not even a wrinkle to be found. Or a wedding band, for that matter. There was talk among the staff about the boss and of his personal life. Some thought he was married to a woman but didn't wear a ring. Some thought he might have a male partner. He never brought anyone along to outside of work functions. He was alone at the Christmas party last year and at the summer picnic. No pictures of family in his office. Maybe he was just a private person?
"So just come to my office at noon. Did you bring a lunch or should we order something?" David asked.
"I have something. I'm good, but thank you." Pearl replied. She was certain she would be enjoying the view, regardless.
After a long day at the office, a lunch meeting with her boss that could only be described as lunch with a side of tension, a meeting with the owners, piles of paperwork that she finally finished, she was headed home to open a bottle of wine and take a hot bath. As she was just settling down, she got a text from her friend John. "Hey woman, we booked a gig at The Boathouse two Saturdays from tomorrow! Super stoked. Let's practice tomorrow at 5 before our little acoustic thing at the brewery. That work?" Pearl was excited to hear it. The Boathouse was a huge local venue, and very difficult to get a gig booked at. It was on the lake and probably the biggest live music venue in the lower part of the state. They played many smaller bars, breweries and restaurants around the area but bigger gigs were always great, especially to showcase their original music as well as their covers. "Sounds great man! I'll see you tomorrow. Great job on the gig" Pearl replied. Now for some rest.
Pearl woke up Saturday morning feeling refreshed. She fell asleep at 9 the previous night and had a full 12 hours of sleep. Needed. Meetings with her divorce lawyers, court, settling into her new place and juggling work and her band had really taken a toll. She was thankful she had finalized the divorce and was able to finally begin picking up the pieces. She had lost nearly everything. Her house, her furniture, her car. She could have fought for more but she wanted it over. She let him have everything. He was a controlling, awful man. He was her first love and all she had known, meeting him when she was only 20 and getting married at 23. It had been such a waste of her younger years. Living in that hell where everything was her fault. She was questioned constantly and isolated from friends and family. Nothing felt safe, always on edge. Not that her family was that great to begin with. She never had a real relationship with her mom and her dad was a tyrant, just like her husband was
Pearl looked at the book Frank held out to her. It was the Bukowski book Rhys had been looking though. She smiled and placed it in the bag with the other books and thanked Frank. She headed to her car, still smiling from the interaction and how amazing her day was turning out to be. She continued with her errands, grabbing a quick late lunch and stopping for a few things she needed. She made it to John's house at around 5 and he and the guys were already getting set up for practice. His basement wasn't the most glamorous but it worked perfectly for their rehearsal space. His wife Janie was incredibly understanding and supportive. She had met them both in college when Janie and John started dating and was so happy to see them still going strong. "Hey woman! Having a good day?" John asked. He and Janie had been her biggest supporters recently during her divorce and she was so grateful. "I'm good actually. Today is a good day so far and that's all I can ask for, one good day at a time, r
Pearl walked back to Rhys and said, "Shall we?" "After you" Rhys said and motioned her forward. Pearl looked back and saw Dylan glaring at them until they were out the door. "I'm parked in this garage here. The brewery only has one spot out back for the entertainment and John always parks there with our gear, so I'm stuck parking what feels like a mile away" Pearl explained. She was calmer than she'd think herself to be in a situation like this. He didn't seem like a famous person. He seemed beautiful but normal. She'd never met anyone famous before so she really had no comparison, and she didn't feel weird about it at all. He was a little quiet on the walk. She sensed something was odd on his part maybe? "Here we are! It's not a Rolls Royce, I know, but it runs well." Pearl said as they arrived at her less than attractive Jeep Wrangler that was 12 years old. "I love these old Jeeps." Rhys said, running his hand
Pearl grabbed her jacket and followed him out onto the balcony of his massive suite. He handed her a cigarette and lit it for her. She coughed. "It's been awhile since I've smoked.” She said. Rhys chuckled. "I can see that. Your hair is a bit of a hot mess and I'd lying if I said I wasn't VERY proud of that" He said, gloating and smiling. "Thanks man." She replied and made an attempt to pat it down. "Don't fix it, I like seeing my work. Damn Pearl, what was that in there?"“I don't know, but it was incredible". She meant it. It was intense and wonderful. "So is this when I say it's been fun and make myself scarce?" She asked, half serious.“No way! Unless you have to go. I meant when I said I wanted to hang out and spend the night talking and laughing with you. When I saw you in my room and knew we were alone, I couldn't help myself. I'd apologize but I'm not the slightest bit sorry. Stay for while?" Rhys seemed genuine and eager for her to an
After a long bath and a dinner of champions, Pearl settled down with a book for the night. She was more than ready to sleep and hopefully dream about her night with a movie star. She finished the chapter and turned off the light when her her phone dinged. It was a text. She opened the phone and saw it was from Dylan. "You're right. I don't know why I cared. Glad you're safe. Have a good night." Ugh. He was a dick and confusing as hell. She turned out the light and slept like a baby."Good morning, Pearl." David, her boss, greeted her in her office. Why was he was always so put together? He looked like he should be on the cover of GQ. His cologne smelled clean and his green eyes were always so inquisitive. He looked like money and purpose. He really was handsome. "Have a nice weekend?" He asked."I did." Pearl replied trying to stifle a giggle. Even she couldn't believe what had happened. Her body still felt Rhys' presence and she was actually thankful for the
Pearl busted her ass getting the brochures together for the meeting. She didn't get home until 10 pm and she still had to pack. She was a ball of nerves. She was flying out the next evening with her boss. A 3 hour flight with him and a 3 day business trip on top of it. She was a literal wreck. He had invited her to help her career, and she was aware of it. She just knew it. He could be doing what he was asking of her without her being there. He wanted to present her to the owners now that she had this promotion. She was terrified she'd let him down and needed to be on top of her game. She got her things packed and settled down finally for the night. She sent John a text letting him know she wouldn't be available for their Wednesday practice but to send her the song list and she would make sure she made the time to learn any new songs before their Saturday rehearsal. She was flying back Saturday morning and said she'd be at this house by the late afternoon that day.The
She slept like crap. David had insisted she take the bedroom and the guilt and awkwardness caused her to have a fitful sleep. She got herself together and came out to the little kitchen after she got out of bed and was ready. David was already awake and had coffee going. He looked pristine as ever and she was starting to think maybe he wasn't human. "Good morning Pearl, how did you sleep?" David asked with a smile. "Ok I guess. So what's in the agenda today. I know our big meeting is Friday morning at 9. That's the most I got from Ashley before we left." Pearl wasn't sure what was planned but she preferred to know ahead of time. "Today we head to the corporate office and meet the team. I have scheduled a tour for you and then we will have dinner tonight with the head of marketing here. Sound good?" David asked."Yes sir. Sounds great." She said The tour went well. It was a huge, 12 story building with three times the staff their company had. Pearl met seve
They made it to Canlis 20 minutes early. They made their way to the bar, Pearl had several admirers when she walked into the room and David kept his hand on her back the entire time. David seemed very protective of her and Pearl was admittedly enjoying it. It wasn't a creepy kind of protective. It was male. It was safe. He ordered himself a Highland Park neat and asked Pearl what she wanted to drink. "White wine?" Pearl said timidly. "The lady will have a Tesoro della Regina Pinot Grigio" Yes that, whatever that is, Pearl thought. The place was beautiful. Darkly lit with candles and really nice linen on the tables. They stood at a cocktail table and Pearl couldn't help herself. "So where are you from David? Do you come from an affluent family? I don't mean to pry but I'm afraid to stand too close to you, I might wrinkle you. You know what wine to order and you just seem...really put together." David let out a deep laugh and completely avoided the question entir
The flight home was short and Pearl was thankful. She was still exhausted from the jet lag. Her new attorney was meeting her the following day to discuss the company and the process with all the legalities with the transfer. Pearl knew she wasn't the person to run it and hoped she could handle it for the five years she needed to before she was able to sell it. Her and Dylan got back to the house and found a black Escalade parked in the driveway. "Who is that?" Pearl asked. "I have no idea." Dylan said. They got out of the car and the Escalade door opened. "Jim?" Jim what are you doing here?" Pearl asked. "I am your new driver and bodyguard. John hired me just this morning." He said. Pearl smiled and ran to him, hugging him. She missed him. "But what about Rhys? You've worked for him for years." Pearl asked. "I'd like to think that I protect people with integrity. I didn't give my life as a navy seal and special op to follow around a spoiled little movie star that enjoys treating
Pearl's phone rang as she was walking into the hotel. "Erik,"she said, seeing his number light up on her phone. "Mmm nightingale..." His sleepy voice was absolutely adorable. "Sorry I didn't answer the phone, some of us are still asleep at four am. I was hoping you were calling me to tell me you were in London and that you just couldn't stay away." Pearl smiled. "I am so sorry. I am going to have to get used to the time difference between us. I wanted you to know I plugged your charity on the tonight show. I was asked an awkward question about us and I was able to make it about the charity.""Awkward question?" She could tell he was smiling when he asked. "Yes. He asked about me being spotted in Italy with a certain royal," she said. She knew the questions would come and continue but she would try to handle them the best she could. "Why not tell them we are together?"Silence. Pearl wasn't sure if he was joking or not. "Why would I say that?" Pearl was confused and elated, but d
Pearl's phone rang as she was walking into the hotel. "Erik,” She said, seeing his number light up on her phone. "Mmm nightingale" His sleepy voice was absolutely adorable. "Sorry I didn't answer the phone, some of us are still asleep at four am. I was hoping you were calling me to tell me you were in London and that you just couldn't stay away." Pearl smiled. "I am so sorry. I am going to have to get used to the time difference between us. I wanted you to know I plugged your charity on the tonight show. I was asked an awkward question about us and I was able to make it about the charity,” She said. "Awkward question?" He asked "Yes. He asked about me being spotted in Italy with a certain royal,” she said. She knew the questions would come and continue but she would try to handle them the best she could. "Why not tell them we are together?" Erik said. Silence. Pearl wasn't sure if he was joking or not. "Why would I say that?” Pearl asked. He had mentioned long distance but she
I hate this city, Pearl thought to herself. She had not had the best experiences there. Dylan grabbed her luggage and helped her carry her things into the hotel, through the swarm of photogs outside. They were relentless now that Pearl had been spotted with Erik. "Well, well if it isn't the belle of the ball." Ian greeted them with a hug. He leaned closer to Pearl. “I hear the best way to get back at a lying, slimy, shit fucker for an ex is to galavant all over Europe with the royal family, then have the prince of fucking England knock him to next Thursday. I need to take some lessons from my bad bitch bestie." Pearl smiled and hugged him. “I missed you,” She said. "Same kid. Same." She wanted to ask him about Carys and the baby but she figured they would have their time for that. "I want to talk to you about Seattle,” Pearl said. "Oh yeah? What about?" He asked. "I might want to buy a home there,” She said. "My company has it's main base there and it's closer to LA for the ba
Iris was waiting for her at the airport. "Hey there. How are you?""I'm good,” Pearl said, unconvincingly. "How was Italy?" Iris asked, helping her put her bags in the car. Pearl paused and sighed. “It was the best time of my life." Iris drove her to Dylan's house. He was there, at the door, waiting to greet her. "Hey there,” he said, hugging her. "I'm glad you're home." He walked her into the house. "I set up a room for you,” he said, leading her to a newly remodeled bedroom upstairs. He had moved a bed in and bought her new bedding and blankets. All of her books and journals were neatly lined on a bookshelf and her clothes were all hung in the walk in closet. "You didn't have to do this, I was expecting to come home to boxes piled up somewhere,” she said. "I remember your apartment. The boxes you left packed. I didn't want that for you here."She smiled and hugged him. "Thank you,” She said. "You've got a day to get settled and then we are off to New York. Better try to ge
"So you have everything?" Pearl asked him as they were walking to the door. "I do. Listen, Pearl. This was wonderful. Thank you for spending your entire holiday with me,” Erik said,kissing her forehead. "Thank you for making my holiday so amazing. I can't thank you enough. For everything." She sighed and didn’t care how loud it was. He leaned down and picked her up, giving her a big hug. "Ok then. Take care of yourself. Look me up if you ever need a fortuitous meeting in Florence again,” he said smiling sadly. She smiled back and walked him to the car. "Goodbye Charles. Thank you for keeping us safe,” she said, handing Charles a box of cookies the chef had made for him. He thanked her with a nod and walked out to the car. "Alight then. Goodbye, nightingale,” Erik looked into her eyes one last time. He gave her one more hug and got into the car. She watched as they pulled away and she walked to the middle of the road, standing there, watching until his car was out of sight. The
"I'm going to miss you,” Pearl said, giving Fi a big hug. "You saved me this week. You gave me courage. Thank you. I love you." "I love you, too. Let me know where you end up and I will come and see you. You can come and stay with me in LA after I'm done filming the show. My character dies in the last episode so I won't have to work with that pussy boy after this,” She said. "I just may take you up on that." Pearl was truly thankful to have found a friend like Fi. She and Erik walked her to her car and she hugged her again. "Thank you, Erik. For being the bad ass she needed." Fi said to Erik. “It was my pleasure to break that wanker's face,”Erik said. Fi smiled and hugged him "See you soon you beautiful bitches!"Fi yelled as she waved and drove off. "Did she just call me a bitch?" Erik asked. Pearl laughed, “It's a term of endearment." "One I will never, ever use on you,” He said, kissing her head. "We have the house completely to ourselves now. Whatever shall we do?" Erik ask
"There you are. I was worried,” Erik said. "I'm fine, Lancelot.” Pearl rolled her eyes. "I am both Arthur and Lancelot to you, M'Lady Guinevere." He said, picking her up and spinning her around. They heard a throat clear behind them. Erik put her down and Pearl adjusted her dress. Pearl whispered to Erik,”She's got a whole little speech for you. It's adorable." Phoebe curtsied and said "Your highness, crown prince Friederike Pilsen-Chamberlain, it is an honor and a privilege to meet you. I am Phoebe Davies, a friend of his highness prince Augustus Pilsen-Chamberlain." She curtsied again. Erik, in full form, looked formal and stern and took her hand and kissed it. "It is lovely to meet you, Phoebe Davies." Then, to her and everyone else's surprise, he picked her up and twirled her around too, giving her a hug. "Any friend of my brother's is a friend of mine. Welcome and make yourself at home." He said, then turning back to Pearl. "Now where were we? Ah yes." He said, picking her up
"Hello, brother. How has your week been going?" Auggie asked as he sat down. Erik was dressed in all white with sunglasses on. The wind blew through his wavy hair and he ran his hand through it, making an attempt to tame it. "You're growing a bit of a beard. I like it." Auggie said. "Thank you. And my week has been interesting, to say the least." Erik said. "How's Pearl? I just adore the shit out of that girl" he said. "She is good." He said, smiling. He could still smell her on his hands from their early morning love making. "Brother you are blushing? Dear god you've got it bad for her!" He said. "I mean, look at you? Your clothes are wrinkled which never happens, your beard isn't trimmed and your hair looks a tousled bird's nest. You've been living inside of that woman for the last few days and I couldn't be prouder.""Slow down. I haven't been, what you said, well maybe I have. I like her. But I wouldn't say I've got it bad for her. I don't even know what that means." Erik repl