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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
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The files were ready.I checked the watch again, and it was exactly twelve o'clock. I had to go to Paula’s office now; no matter how much I avoided her, I still had to report to her. I picked up some of the files and made my way out of the office, towards Paula’s floor. My heart was almost beating out of my chest by the time I got to her floor, and I tried various breathing techniques to calm myself down. No one worked. I saw Paula first. My heart jumped. She was directing one of the staff in her department furiously, and I could almost see the man shaking in his pants. I felt for him. Then her eyes turned to me. I smiled. “Lana.” She called and began walking towards me. I tried to still my racing heart. It did not work. I put on a straight face, so at least she could not tell I was nervous. “My office.” She stated it flatly and began walking back towards it. I could tell that almost all eyes were on me. Perhaps they tried to feel sorry for the situation I was in now. I gripped t
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I woke up with hints of a headache and a frown. My eyes immediately strayed to the clock on my nightstand, and I squinted so I could better see the time. Six o'clock. My mind reminded me immediately that it was the weekend and not a workday. I almost immediately fell back in bed, but then I remembered the children. I was awake too late for them already. I peeled myself off the bed and staggered into their room. I was still groggy from sleep, so I rubbed my eyes and stretched my bones. They made no difference; my mouth tasted sour and my hard bangs There was a constant ringing noise in my ear, and my body felt like I had been dragged through hell all night. I winced as I felt a bone crack, and then I pulled my hands through my long bangs. It had a lot of knots in it. If I could find the time between today and tomorrow, I needed to visit the saloon. But as soon as I started thinking about it, I was not so sure anymore. I peeled at the children’s cot and smiled when I still found the
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Saturdays used to be the busiest days for me, but it was different today. I guess this was an advantage of not running more than one job. I could never find the time to do the things I needed—for me and for the kids. It was different now; everything was different. I felt better and relaxed, and most of all, I was not hurrying. I brought the twins to the park; this was the one day I got to spend plenty of time with them, and I did not want it to go to waste. From here, I decided to browse apartments on my laptop. Perhaps I could get a place by the end of tomorrow, and while I’m working, Darby can start moving in with the kids.The kids and I attracted a lot of passersby. Each stopped to comment on how beautiful we looked. I was impressed with myself for a moment. Just a moment. I still had calls to make—I could not forget that—first to Mrs. Sanders and then to Cameron. I called Mrs. Sanders first, but it seemed that she was not home. The phone kept ringing, and no one answered. Then
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I was getting uneasy. The children would be waking up soon, and once they did, they would begin to bawl their eyes out, and Andre was still refusing to leave. What did he say he wanted? I stopped listening a long time ago.“I am going to have to call security.” I snapped. Andre looks around the corridor we are standing in, then looks back at me with an amused expression on his face. I could tell what he was thinking; an obviously run-down building like this one could not possibly have security. We could not even keep a receptionist. “Look, Lana. I miss you very much. After you left, it just dawned on me. Kathy is: ” I grunted. I had gone one whole year without hearing this name. Why has André chosen to torture me this way? “I don’t care what Kathy is, André. I don’t care about you or what you want either. All I care about is myself, and right now I don’t want you here.”“I don’t think you mean all these things you’re saying. You still upset that the whole thing played out like that
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There was the continuous hum of the old refrigerator, the whirling of the fan in the room, and the creaking of my rickety chair. All the sounds made me wince slightly every second. Yet, it seemed Cameron could not be bothered by all the noise. Cameron’s bareback was to me, and I could hear the gentle spasms of the muscles as he worked on the food. I longed to just go over and run my fingers over the bulging muscles. I slapped the thought out of my head and looked away. Perhaps if I could focus my gaze on something else, then I would forget the rollercoaster of emotions going on inside me.My eyes settled on the window air conditioner at the corner of the kitchen, which has never worked. It was the main reason why my body was in this wreck. If it had been working, as it should have, Cameron would never have taken off his shirt, and I would never have had a glimpse of his immaculately sculpted chest and the taut muscles of his back. And I would never have seen the way his tight trouser
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Cameron was gone. I took a sip of coffee that Darby had prepared. I closed my eyes and threw my head back as it washed through me, sending the rest of the sleep away. The twins were yet to wake up, so I still had time to complete some chores. I glanced at Darby, who was perched on the couch. “Say what you want to say, Darby. You’ve been sneaking glances at me; surely you are not thinking me attractive, are you?”Darby snickered. She straightened her long legs out before her and placed the cup she had been holding on the table.“And you have been smiling like a high school teen. Plus, you've been glowing these days, and I know it’s not just the Cameron effect. Tell me what’s going on, girl.”I raised a brow. “The Cameron effect?” “C’mon,” she laughed. She stood from where she sat on the couch and took the seat across from me. “You know what I mean.” She winked.“Ewww. Darby! You’re gross.” I laughed. “I’m just happy everything is working out well.” I said, and I could not help the f
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It was a beautiful Monday. Rays of the rising sun gradually filtered into the room, drenching me in sunlight. I squinted my eyes, rubbing them fiercely, then clamped the alarm clock by my bed shut. I trudged to the kid’s room and smiled when I saw Darby draped over the couch. The twins were still asleep. I was still like a zombie, and my body craved caffeine. Yesterday had been a long day for us—me, Darby, and the kids. I had gone to check out apartment listings, and after hours of meeting realtors and agents, I finally saw one I liked. It is safe to say it is now off the market, and I cannot stop smiling. Such small mercies. My brain started working as soon as the coffee came into contact with my lips. All the nerves and organs in my body suddenly came to life. I liked this new kind of high that I was feeling. I already had my clothes picked out, ironed, and folded neatly. I was determined to create a good first impression on the CEO. I dressed quickly, and when I looked myself in
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“Cameron.” I stated it as if that would explain how Cameron was suddenly here with the rest of the executives. The shock was registered on my face, and as Cameron’s eyes found mine, he smiled. What was the deal with the executives? Was he an executive at BlackBricks, or was he here to see the CEO, whom I hadyet to identify? Cameron mouths the word ‘hello’ and then goes into the conference room with the rest of the executives.I wringed my fingers nervously. I thought back immediately to Paula and how she had treated me when I first got here, which was not very long ago, really. Could this have been the reason why?Had Cameron pitched in for me? I smacked my forehead; he must have thought he was helping. I tapped the table and waited. On this first day, I did not take notes for this meeting. Someone else did, and she just skipped inside with the executives. I had not noticed her since I had been so busy being shocked that Cameron worked here. Why had I been so shocked? I mean, I did
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