Work was the same as it's been the past week, not overly busy but not too slow paced either.
It was fair and it seemed to keep the nausea down longer than anything she's tried in recent times.
Currently, there were only few patrons in the room, most of them elderly, enjoying the early now glow and the beautiful view right outside the glass wall.
Most of them would always take a detour to the blossoming flower garden right outside to adore the blooming petal before they leave, but for the mean time, they were mostly seated and lost in conversations that didn't really involve flowers.
Bree dragged herself behind the counter to take a break since there was really no one that needed serving, yet.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket and for some reason, her heart leaped hoping it was finally something from.......him.
But to her disappointment, it wasn't and instead it was some stupid stray message that came from all these broadcast ads that was curren
The wide space of Ryder's serene office and the quietness surrounding him was what he'd lived for since moving to the ever busy New York City, the all famous big apple.He'd worked his way up to the top and then built himself this haven of an office, just like he'd done with his house, to hide from the ever present hustle and bustle and the incessant noise from the outside.It had been everything he'd dreamed of, everything he'd craved, his peace only ever disturbed by the beeping of his computer system or his secretary's voice over the intercom.But in the months since bring back, it didn't seem like what he wanted anymore.He expected to see her everywhere he looked, hear her beautiful laughter ring out in the room and have her sweet smile lit up her entire face with that glow he's seen no where else.It was worse in the evenings when he'd go home, hoping to see her sprawled out on the bed in one of his many spare rooms only to be welcomed into e
Larry was a regular now at her work place and it made Bree so happy to finally have someone around who wasn't Ollie or the other employees around here. Don't get it wrong, Ollie is a nice guy and she couldn't have asked for a better boss, but Larry was more attentive with her, gentler and even more chatty. He'd hang by the counter every now and again to talk and they'd spend hours just talking about random stuffs until the rush hour begins and she has to go do a lot of servings and he'd have to go get his serving of hot piece of ass, upstairs. It still made her laugh,when ever she thought of that first day, but she wouldn't trade any of it for anything, not even Larry's gayness. His swinging for the other team wasn't a problem for her, she'd just thought he's hot and that was all, not that she'd been looking forward to anything kindling between them. Her first two adventures in that department have her broke and pregnant respectively, so nope,
The apartment was small, way smaller than Bree had imagined it would be, but she'd gotten it for what counted as a good price around this side of the country.There was a wet patch on the wall that she worried about, the windows were too small to suit her and the bathroom....well, she can barely fit inside it, but again this was the best of the apartments she'd seen and it's not like she can back out now because she's paid for it.She liked the pastel color though, and it was the one with the least things that needed fixing, do she'd settled for it then."The contacts of a plumber and an electrician are pasted in the kitchen in case you need either, most things work well and if you need any help, you use the last number on that list. I'm out."She stood back and watched as the middle aged agent that had helped her get the place stalked out of the room.The place came with furnitures and fittings, so she didn't have any real moving to do to settle i
Bree started work as the personal assistant to some woman named Margo Vince.She was the owner of Snowflake, the big printing press that produced most of the best selling books and magazines around town.Margo wasn't exactly as Bree had initially imagined her to be.From the way Larry had talked about her, She'd pictured, you know, an older woman with neatly packed graying hair, a slightly rotund figure and maybe a grand kids or two.But nope, the woman she'd met on her first day was a pretty, young lady, with lots of bouncy dark curls and eyes so dark they make you afraid of looking into them, lest she sees into your soul.She wasn't overly nice or anything and she made it clear to Bree that she didn't expect any less efficiency from her just because she was pregnant or because she was acquainted with Larry.Not that she let it matter or bother her that she'd even thought of her like that, she wasn't planning on slacking off or anything of
The visit to the obstetrician was better than Bree had thought it'd be in fact.She'd managed to squeeze that into her schedule after all because it was important to her to know that her baby was fine and doing okay.She'd been worried that all the stress from the moving and the new job and her crazy hours were affecting the baby, but to her relief, the obstetrician had promised her the baby was still in perfect condition and was doing just fine, even though she'd advised her to slow her pace a bit though.Just to keep things the way they were, and then she'd prescribed a couple more supplements to buy and had taken her fees in cash.Nothing made Bree happier than knowing she wasn't already screwing up in this whole motherhood gig just chucked at her.It'd kill her to know that something she did affected the baby negatively, she might never be able to forgive herself if that happens.At least she always rememberes to take her calcium tabs an
It wasn't a surprise to Bree why Margo Pat's for this talented woman to be her stylist.While she wasn't the best with her attitude, she was excused because she made up for it with the skills of her hand.The art she painted on Bree's face was flawless and in honesty, it made her feel really beautiful.It's been a long time since she's even paid her face such attention.It didn't matter if she had only a dabbing of powder on her face and a smidgen of lipstick on her lip or nothing at all, she had nobody she was trying to impress or anything.It's been a while since she's actually paid thought to such details even, she had more important things like her baby on the way to think of.The woman that stared back at her from the small dressing mirror in her room was gorgeous, confident and a lot more.For one night, she was going to let herself feel good about being her without considering how rough it's been and how bad things were getting
Margo didn't show up to the event until much later and when she did, she had a smile ready for Bree.While it didn't make much sense, it only meant the man she had her heart set on for the night was present somewhere in the room and she'd seen him.Bree had no idea who that was and how she'd done it, but she took the credit with a smile of her own, while thanking the good heavens for small mercies.Honestly, why the other woman felt the need to be in pursuit of some man who probably didn't even care that she existed eluded her.For reals, her boss was a bomb tonight, smoking hot in her high slit transparent gown with her hourglass figure only covered from the apex of her thighs to her breasts.If anything, she was drawing a lot of traffick, except she already had her eyes set.Bree wasn't one to judge though, she knew what that felt like and didn't believe she was one to dish it out too.The event was focused on raising money for supp
God, it was him.Bree knee that even before she lifted her head finally to have a look at him.Seeing him again, after all these months slammed her in the face harder than anything else in her whole entire life ever have.She just stood there like a fool, staring at him with a roller coaster of emotions barreling through her.She hated him do much right now, yet her heart swelled with the intensity of the love she's tried to bury in the months since he'd left her without so much as a word.He'd just upped and gone, no explanations, no goodbye and she wouldn't have known if she hadn't marched up to his doors to demand answers in why there was suddenly two million dollars sitting in her account.She'd meant that little to him, probably still does, and that was why it broke her heart piece by piece to finally be standing before him and not have the words to haul at him, to explain the emotions slamming her insides hard."Cupcake."