“It's okay,” Mrs. Carter pushed forward on her seat. “I think both of you should talk about this another time.”“No, mom,” Blake insisted, veins throbbing in his neck. “We are going to talk now.”“I think it's too early for him to remarry Dad,” Jolie tried to wade in. “I mean, he just lost his wife.”“Come off it!” Gerald snarled. “He didn't lose his wife. The stupid girl divorced him and left before she died.”“Anyway Dad,” Blake spoke again. “I am not ready to remarry. I will only get married when I find a woman I love. This time around it's going to be on my terms.”“That can't work,” Gerald glared at his son. “I want to retire. You have to take over from me. The board will not approve you as the chairman if you refuse to get married.”“Yeah.” Blake stood up, throwing his hands in the air. “Why do I have to live by the books, by the rules? Why can't I be allowed to do what I want for once?”“That's because you are not ordinary,” came his father's jabbing reply. “You are an heir, an
“It was a pleasure meeting you both," Blake said, his voice warm but measured as he stood up stretching his towards the representatives of the corporate events planning company, who wanted to work with Carter Industries on their forthcoming anniversary. "We'll certainly consider your proposal. And get back to you.”“Thank you, Mr. Carter,” the man nearer to Blake said, shaking his hand. His smile was wide and hopeful. The other person, a lady, shook Blake's hand too.He felt the weight of their eyes on him as he shook their hands, each grip firm and confident. He could sense their eagerness, their belief in their ability to elevate Carter Industries to new heights. "We're confident we can deliver a campaign that will truly resonate with your target audience," one of them said, his voice brimming with enthusiasm."We'll be in touch.” Blake nodded, his gaze unwavering. "You enjoy your day.”After they left, Blake turned to the chief operations officer, who was in the meeting with him,
“You are lagging in your studies, Jamie” Tasha removed her reading glasses and dropped it on her desk. “Talk to me. What is going on?”Jamie's marks had been below forty throughout the semester. Tasha became worried and asked him to see her. "Professor Harrison," Jamie stammered, "I've been struggling with the coursework. I need help.”Tasha set her elbows on the desk. "Of course, Jamie, I am here to help you" she replied. "Tell me more about the areas you're having trouble with."Jamie took a deep breath, and said, “strategic planning, market analysis, and financial management. Those are my problem areas.”Tasha checked the time on her wristwatch and smiled at Jamie. "I understand your concerns, Jamie," Tasha said. "These topics can be overwhelming at first, but they become clearer with practice and a deep understanding of the fundamentals.” Jasmine nodded, listening attentively to all that she was explaining.“I'm going to give you two books to read.” she stood up and walked to he
Tasha opened her eyes slowly on Saturday morning in her childhood bedroom. She felt relaxed and rejuvenated, having slept very early last night. As usual, Tyson had abandoned her immediately when they arrived at Sandville. He had gone home with his cousins, Tasha’s brother's kids. Checking the time, it was 4:16 in the morning. She parted the window blind. The outside was still dark. A bittersweet smile spread across Tasha's lips as she leaned back on her pillows. “Who would have thought that I would still be single…without a man by this time of my life?” Tasha thought, feeling overwhelmed by loneliness like never. She tried to block the thought away as always and returned to sleep. She didn't wake until one hour later. By the time she looked outside, the weather was already changing. She slid out of the bed and went to use the bathroom, after which left the room for the kitchen. As expected, her mother was there with a steaming cup of coffee in front of her. But she was just startin
“Thank you so much,” Tasha looked into Travis Franklin’s face. She was pleasantly surprised when he stayed back after the luncheon party her mother had thrown for her.The afternoon was filled with laughter, dancing, and heartfelt conversations. She was so grateful to her parents for always making her happy. As the party ended, people began to depart, leaving behind a sea of empty glasses and plates. Tasha's siblings and cousins had stayed back to help their exhausted mother clean up the mess. And Travis, too, joined them.“It's nothing,” he looked into her eyes, putting both his hands in his pocket. “Would you like to take a walk with me?” He asked. “Of course," she replied, her heart racing with excitement. “Let me just tell my brother I'm leaving the house.”“It's okay.” he rubbed his hands together. “I'll be waiting.”Tasha dashed into the house while he waited for her on the front porch. She returned a few minutes later and said, “let's go.”He stretched out his hand, and she to
“Oh, my goodness, Dr. Harrison is that you?” Tasha heard someone say in a deep baritone voice as she settled in the airline lounge, waiting for her flight to be called. Tasha looked away from her table. Standing there was one of her first students back in Cleverwood. He was in his final year when she started teaching there. “Parker!” she said excitedly. “Is this really you?”“Yes, Dr. Harrison,” he quickly corrected himself. “I mean, Professor Harrison, congratulations on your new promotion.”“Wow, Parker,” it surprised her that he knew about her recent promotion. “How did you know about that?”“Well,” He shrugged his shoulders and smiled. “It was announced in almost all academic journals. You are a goldfish with no hiding place, you know.”“So it's safe to assume you are a lecturer, too?”“Yes, Prof.,” he took the seat beside her. “I am with Hallmark College.”“Are you serious?” It surprised her to realize how close by they were. “Hallmark in Bay Point?”“Yes, ma'am.”“Wow, we are
Blake leaned back in his seat. He had been working nonstop since he returned to the office three hours ago. Now he felt so tired. He stood up and walked to the window. With both hands in his pocket he looked outside as the receding sun cast a shadow over the city. His back was really hurting. It had been two long weeks of board meetings, hours of discussing marketing shares and strategies for their services. “Damn, I need rest,” he muttered to himself, feeling like a cog in a machine. His mind went to Cassie, and he smiled. They hadn't seen each other for over three weeks, both of them had been terribly busy. They'd only called and exchanged a few text messages over the weeks. Now he needed to see her. Apart from the sex, he missed her so much; he had even been allowing his mind to see her to be more than a sex partner and he'd thought long and hard about it.His lips curled up in a smile as he turned away from the window and walked back to his desk to pick up his cell phone. He di
The first day of the conference had been a whirlwind, filled with insightful presentations and networking opportunities. Tasha h bid farewell to her friend Trevor and was making her way out the large lecture room when she heard Parker's voice behind her. “Here you are, Professor Harrison. Are you leaving already?”She stopped and turned back. “hey, Parker. Please call me Tasha.”“Yes ma'am,” he hastened to cover up the gap between them. They both resumed walking. It was a short distance to their hotel. “What about dinner tonight?” He asked with a little smile dancing on his face. Tasha's heart skipped a bit. She had been hoping all day that he would ask her again. "I'd love to," she replied, her voice a little breathless. “Great. When would you want to have dinner?” He asked as they crossed the road. She cocked her head to the side. “Is seven thirty okay?”“Absolutely.” He turned to contact her eyes. “Seven thirty it is.”“This boy is so confident,” Tasha thought to herself. “W