LOGIN“We should watch the rest,” I tell him, though my voice is shaky. “No,” Miles says, more firmly. I breathe a sigh of relief. For my job, I know we have to hear it. But personally, I would like to go the rest of my life without even thinking about Edward Zimmer again. “The numbers are already u
Edward’s response comes in the form of a video message. Crystal set it up on the television on the wall, while Miles and I huddle closer to the screen. Miles holds tightly onto my hand. “Whatever happens. Whatever he says. We will stand against him and we will win,” he says. I believe him. Last
How could I say anything but yes? A thousand times over, yes, yes, yes. I’ve tried so hard since that first night, sleeping with Miles while thinking him a call boy, to not fall in love with him. Yet, as hard as I tried not to, my heart kept pulling me straight back to him. My love for Miles is so
We hold the press conference in front of the headquarters, setting up a podium outside the double doors. The news media organizations have been notified, so they send reporters and cameramen, who have set up around the podium. The release we sent out already told them that the conference would be
Later, I’m going to have to have a meeting and call in all the employees to discuss this. Their care is appreciated, but I need to be able to do my job. For now, though, it seems as if Crystal gets the hint. With a shallow nod, she continues her report. “Mr. Zimmer has been quiet since the inter
Garnar, knowing I was giving a difficult interview tonight, offered to watch the kids. Since they are at Garnar’s house, I expected the house to be empty when I finally returned. Instead, I see Miles’s car parked in my driveway and the additional security staked out around the premises. It’s a rel
As Esther leaves the room with Hugo, Hugo’s arm wrapped around Esther’s waist, a deep simmering anger sparks inside of Miles. He tries to push it back into moderate annoyance, but the honest truth of it is, he’s furious as hell.The wall Hugo stepped in just now… The way he has his arm around Esther
“Miles isn’t here,” I say and immediately try to shut the door.“Esther, please. I know Miles isn’t here.” Selena grabs the door before I can close it and pushes against it. I could still shut her out if I pushed hard enough, but I’m not sure I have that in me right now.My disappointment at seeing
“It’s time,” Hugo says. “Let’s get started.”“Very well,” Miles says.Too late to back out now.“Nice to see you again, Esther,” Selena says as she approaches. She and Miles sit on the couch, while I take the arm chair. While we are sitting, microphones are fastened to our shirts. After a mic check,
At once, a variety of emotions wash over me. Hurt, yearning, a satisfaction that Miles still cares about me, guilt, trepidation.Among all these feelings, however, confusion reigns supreme.This is what Selena wanted to talk to me about.“I don’t understand,” I admit, because Selena seems to be wait







