WAYLONPunching the keys on my laptop's keyboard to add my own comments to the copy of the report, I see that there has to be some mistake with the data. I scroll through the document, drawing it down the screen to eye the data carefully for the nth time. My fingers end up lining my lips, and a sigh escapes my mouth. Something catches my eye. I go back to the pile of brown boxes sitting near my work desk and uncover the lid. Then I fish out the files myself to recheck the recommendations made in the document by Ms Fischer.I don't have an idea why but my heart feels like it isn't ready to believe that she was the one who could have sabotaged the business deal. She might have been reckless in the past, but she somehow always manages to triumph over her minor slips in judgement. Furthermore, I have always seen her coming from a sincere place to help the company. So I can't comprehend what her deal is?How could she have gotten this wrong?Going through file after file, I see that the
WAYLON "Move that arm from my shoulder right now, man." Finn shakes his head as he moves away from me. "Fine, asshole." Then he shoots me a glare before grabbing the hot cup of coffee and walking to the tall high-rise window in the middle of my office so he can enjoy the stunning view of the cityscape. "What should we do about Ms Fox? She's proving out to be quite a nuisance. I don't know what I want to do with her. Maybe I should send her the email that tells her she's fired." Then I yawn big, stretching my arms behind my back. "But I don't know if I want to wreck the marketing department when it's already struggling. Maybe we need to put some feelers into the market and hire another competent person when the time comes. Something tells me that it's going to be soon. Then perhaps that would work even if it's sprung on the marketing department from nowhere." Putting a hand over my mouth, I yawn again. "The marketing department would somehow have to find their feet again." Finn
WAYLONWhen I step into the elevators, I think again about the new terms I have to negotiate with the client. The conversation with the head of the legal department echoes in my mind as I line my lips, mentally bullet-pointing all the necessary details. The head of the legal department further apologised for their lateness to the meeting when she came into my office to turn in the final draft of the new business contract I had her draw up to appease the client at the last moment.It's been less than thirty minutes since that meeting, and for the rest of those minutes, I have done nothing but try to consume more coffee and brainstorm better on the data before the business engagement with the client.My phone vibrates into my coat pocket. I fish it out to see another incoming text on the screen. Running my finger over the phone screen, I unlock the message.I might have run into a problem that needs someone on top of it right now. I must look out for it before it becomes a wildfire that
EVERETTI rush back to my office quickly, pick up the file and convert the document on my computer into a PDF file to send to his email. Then I print out the copies from the PDF file while putting my recommendations behind the back of the papers in the file as an additional document, and then break into a run to sprint back to the elevators.After pressing the buttons on the operating panel with shaky fingers, I fish out my phone from my pocket to check the time on my phone and realise that there's barely a minute left in his so-called 'I have six minutes before I head out for that meeting.'While I hold my breath for another minute, the doors slide open, and his muscular back comes into view. His silhouette almost feels sad, and I thwart the feeling of wanting to hug him to comfort him.Where did that feeling come from, again?"Mr Thorne?" My voice is soft. "Here's the file you needed, and I've put my personal recommendations in the back of the file. I think you might need them." The
WAYLONI stare at her from the corner of my eye as I drive the car to the expensive lounge for the business lunch meeting. She doesn't look at me as she stares out of the car's window, focusing her gaze on the passing trees nearby. My mind jumps from one thing to another. I try to concentrate again on the bullet points in my head till I can't anymore.Then a thought registers itself in my mind.Did I really make Ms Fischer uncomfortable by asking her to accompany me?When I clear my throat, she doesn't even bat an eyelash. It's like I don't even exist for her at this moment.Fine.I'll let her be.After driving my car through a steep street, we finally arrive at the lane in front of the restaurant building. I halt the car on the long street path facing the restaurant, and a valet quickly emerges to take care of the parking.I slide out of the driver's seat and bring my briefcase with the new reports in my hands. I softly cuss under my breath because Finn has chosen a fine day like tod
EVERETTMr Thorne stands next to me in the elevator and then backs off from the conversation for the second time since I've decided to keep him company. He seems detached from me and his surroundings. The sole reason I'm here with him is that he proposed the idea, and he wanted me to come. I made the mistake of complying with it. Blowing out a sigh as my eyes flit from his face to the metal doors, I wonder why he is behaving like I'm some imposition when he was practically the one who asked me to tag along.I can't believe he's ignoring me.And he's not even trying to hide his condescension.Well, what did I think?That he would actually care enough to be honest with me?Why won't he acknowledge that having me around sets him off for some reason?And the fact he didn't want my help in the first place was because he thought I was incompetent.He forced himself to request my help because of extenuating circumstances.The sole reason he came to me with the offer to create and complete th
WAYLONI loosen the tie around my neck after the client leaves, and I sit back on the seat, exhaling a huge sigh. I need a few seconds to recoup before I put out another fire or maybe check in with Finn about what other fires he had been putting out today to stand me up for the meeting."Well, that was quite stressful." Ms Fischer's voice comes out in waves. "For a minute there, I thought we'll lose him, but with good grace, he accepted the new proposal I put forth at the last minute. It all passed quickly."With a small smile playing on my lips, I nod."Thankfully, we managed to do what we set out to do, and now I think we should head back for the office."Ms Fischer blinks at me, tipping her chin towards me to run a finger over her lower lip. "You're probably right. We should head back. I still have a bit of work to catch up on."Raising the glass of cold water to my lips, I gulp down the liquid and then rise from my seat. I pivot to take lofty strides towards the bar's entrance af
EVERETTWe'll fix it somehow.His words reverberate in my head. Tears spill from my eyes as if someone has turned on a faucet behind my eyes.Why am I even crying so much in front of a stranger?But is Mr Thorne a stranger?He has to be.Seeing he doesn't want anything to do with me.For some strange reason, I can't seem to make up my mind. I can't even think straight, so I keep my eyes focused on the road. Neither Mr Thorne speaks after my admissions nor I. We quietly tag along for the long ride.Until my phone rings again.I pull it out of my pocket and receive the call after it shows who's calling me."Yeah, Juan. I'm still on for the shift tonight." I sigh as I hear his question. "Saturday late night? I think I can make it." I scratch the tip of my ear. "Also, I might be late for tonight's shift. I will try my best to get there on time, though."Juan's concerned voice on the static comforts me a little bit."Oh, yeah, right. It's Cody. I'm going to his school. Something has come u
EVERETTWhen Waylon calms down a little, I take his face in my palms and mentally prepare to ask him what's going on in his mind as I watch his shoulders slump and shake. With an unsure hand, I pull him into my chest. Hugging him tightly against my chest, I run my fingers through his hair."I need you as much as you need me, Mr Thorne."He sucks in a deep breath and makes an odd noise at the back of his throat. But he doesn't say anything."I want you in my life, Waylon." Softly, I whisper next to his earlobe. "You're very much needed. Never forget that."Still looking down at his hands, he sniffles loudly."Why are you crying, Mr Thorne?" I slowly chew on the inside of my lower lip. "Is something bothering you?" Exhaling, I try to offer him a comforting small smile. "Maybe I can lend you an ear and hear you out if you want to tell me what's bothering you. At least I can hear all about your problems."He shakes his head softly."It's nothing.""It's not not nothing." Growing unusually
WAYLONI watch her fall asleep in my arms as she softly moans, taking deep breaths. When I caress the side of her head, she melts into my chest and exhales with another sweet whimper that's like music to my ears. I love the sounds she's making. I never thought Ms Fischer would be so vocal in bed. Also, I never thought that she would ask me to be inside her.Gosh, that was so hot.I can't believe I've reached for her, and she accepted me for what I am and let me do that to her.Being inside her was extra hot.Caressing her face as she sleeps on her side, I wrap my free arm around her back, pulling her closer to my chest than she already is. Patting the back of her head, I wonder if this passionate night was a culmination of our longing for each other. Maybe we were supposed to wind in bed sooner rather than later. It also explains the loneliness formerly building within me, wanting an escape so I can breathe easily and live my life the way I want to. And being with Everett, I recall th
EVERETT The second the cab pulls up in front of the apartment building, the driver loudly announces we are there. His voice wakes me abruptly from my short-lived shut-eye, and I jolt back a little, but I don't get hurt. Blinking my eyes, I take in the manly hands that hold me in place. Sighing, I realise that Waylon's arms have been around me all this while. His protective arms held me as I had been sleeping on the way home. The moment I zero in on Waylon's facial features, I notice Waylon yawning slightly, as he has been nodding off beside me since his head was resting atop mine, and now he's moving his head side to side to stretch his neck muscles. Making an odd noise in the back of my throat, I slowly lick my lips. Staring at my hands in my lap, I watch him undo the cuffs around his wrists while his arm is still around my shoulder. He slowly straightens himself as he breaks our embrace. Clumsily, he retrieves his hand from resting around my shoulder, glances at my face and offers m
EVERETTGetting into the backseat after Waylon, I stare at him sideways without turning to face him as I watch him adjust his neck against the leather head restraint and sink into it with a sigh. He anxiously moves his knee as his fingers thrum against the fabric of his pants as he stares at the city road outside the car. The conversation we had before we set foot in the cab was something. It makes me wonder if my decision to let him in my apartment this late at night is wrong as I set down the wet umbrella over the back dash.If he didn't want to see me, he wouldn't have been here, sitting next to me.But what if something goes wrong between us tonight?And even if it does, would I hold him fully accountable for that since I said yes to this situation and put myself willingly into it?If things go right, will it be everything I wanted the night to be?Or will I regret it the next day when I wake up and face him at work?Shaking my head to rid myself of spiralling thoughts, I put my f
WAYLON"Oh. I'm sorry, Ms Fischer. I know I'm imposing on you." My eyes rest over the top of her head, and I can see her long hair caressing her shoulders. Her delicate hands hug my waist from the side as she walks beside me. She's helping me walk to the door. Who knew I would drink this much? "Can you call the cab company again? I can wait outside till they can get here.""I'll wait with you." She offers me a little smile. "It's late, and it's raining. It might not be safe to be alone outside, especially when it's difficult for you to stand upright and walk to the door."Shaking my head, I dismiss her statement."You don't need to worry about that. I'll be fine.""Here you go." Ms Fischer playfully pats my back when we finally step outside the restaurant's front door. Then she pulls out an umbrella from her bag and puts it over our heads, covering my head more than hers. I slide my arm across her waist and pull her closer to me. Then I release her from my touch. The sudden action ta
WAYLONDriving back home, I can feel my heart twist in regret. I wish Ms Fischer wouldn't have picked out that photograph from that cluttered mess.How did it even get there?The memories threaten to spill back into my life, but I put a tight lid on them and shove them to the back of my mind. I won't let what has happened in the past mingle with my reality, and I won't let any of that damned time become a part of my present again.Fenella and her reminders can kiss my ass.Pulling my ear pods out of the glove box and putting them in my ear, I start a call from my car's dashboard to Finn, thinking I can use the distraction.After a few long rings, my best friend picks up."Hey, are you in a meeting or something?"After a long beat, he speaks."No, I'm not in a meeting, but I was going through some approval requests. Why are you calling me right now, Way?""Would you like to go get some beers?"He sighs."What has made you change your mind? I mean, why now? Of all the times I have asked
EVERETT"The food tastes awesomely good." I stare at Mr Thorne sideways, wondering if he's enjoying his sandwich as he takes a big bite out of it. The fries in his takeaway box sit untouched, so I pick some up and bring it to my lips. I slowly munch on the food before putting a palm over my lips while talking. "The fries are good too."Mr Thorne takes another bite out of his food, staring at me sideways when my hand reaches into his meal to get another set of fries."If you wanted fries, you should have ordered your own. It was my treat anyway, so you didn't have to feel shy about it.""Aren't you snarky about sharing food?"He shakes his head slowly."I'm a little snarky about sharing my fries, considering how less often I touch them." He thins his lips. "That's it. There's nothing more to it than that."Running my fingers through my hair, I scoff."I wasn't shy about ordering fries. Not really." I lick my lips. "It's just that I thought their fries would be soggy, but these turned o
EVERETT"Are you not going home yet?" I knock on the door softly with the back of my knuckles as I stand with a foot inside the office room's threshold. His eyes stop at the file in my hands. "This was another document I prepared alongside the annual budgeting reports. It'll come in handy to cover the press release that should go out with the announcement of the new collaboration. Maybe it'll help the copywriting team with their article." I run a hand through my hair. "It was just that we left in such a hurry to the meeting that I forgot to bring it to you.""That's no problem," Mr Thorne muses, his eyes warming under the glow of the cool white hanging lamps. "I'll go through it when I have the time."In a way, through his words, he decides to alienate me. I put my hands behind my back as I stare at him expectantly, looking for an opening, maybe something that reinstates our earlier moment of intimacy. But his chilly exterior thwarts any prospects of an emotional exchange.I don't und
EVERETT"Thank you for backing me up in the meeting with Mrs Williams." Exhaling another long sigh, I peer out from the passenger's side car window. "I can't believe I hadn't stood up to her in such a long time, but having you there definitely gave me the strength to do that." Pivoting my head to face Mr Thorne, I offer him a small smile. "I can't thank you enough. It was nice to have someone on my side and speaking for Cody and my family."Mr Thorne steals a glance at me, taking in my facial features."I'm glad you thought it was a friendly gesture." He puts his eyes back on the road. "Somewhere in my head, I thought I might be offending you." Then he swallows hard, and the bump on his throat visibly bobs up and down. "I'm sorry about calling myself your boyfriend in there. Really sorry about that."He coughs breathlessly to hide his embarrassment."You weren't doing that at all." I chuckle awkwardly. "I mean, you weren't offending me." Running a hand through my hair, I shake my head