“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
I’m not offended, though it does seem strange. Miles is so handsome and charming, it’s difficult to believe that he’s not, at least in part, everyone’s type.Maybe I’m just biased.“He called me a couple weeks back, and said he needed a favor. He said, in return, I’d get lots of eyeballs on my cause
I could be with Miles right now. That thought runs through my head again and again on a loop all night long, keeping me from sleeping for more than a few stolen moments out of sheer exhaustion.I could be with Miles right now, but I would have to hide in the shadows again. I’d have to give up Hugo.
Over the next few evenings of me being home alone without the girls, I take to spending most of my time job hunting. As both of my recent previous jobs have sort of fallen right into my lap, it takes me some time to accustom myself with the job hunting tools necessary for this task.Some of the webs
Taking Kimberly’s advice, as soon as I go home, I eat and then head to bed. I’ve been truly running on empty all day so it doesn’t take me long to fall fast asleep.When I wake up the next morning, I feel refreshed and ready for the day’s challenges. I still don’t know where my article could have go
Did I push the wrong name on the contact list? Or had I subconsciously gone for the person I knew would provide me the most comfort?I should have called Cynthia or Hugo, but I didn’t. My heart made the choice for me.“I’m sorry to bother you, Miles…”“It’s not bother. You can always call me wheneve
It’s dangerous and I know it. Even so, the temptation is too great. I already miss Miles since the last time I’ve seen him.My heart is weak, which is how I find myself agreeing. “Alright…”Miles texts me the address of a restaurant that seems to be on the highest floor of a high rise downtown. Seei
It takes a moment for his words to sink in, and then a moment longer for me to realize that he’s being genuine.“My current campaign manager is having a baby soon,” Miles says. “She wants the time to spend with her new family. I’ve told her again and again that it’s fine. She’s helped me get this fa
“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
Jean was warned about the story, but she still gasped. My eyes went a little wide. We came here to talk about this, but Daphne’s direct wording leaves me speechless. Daphne didn’t come here just to tell a story. She was ready to reveal her truth, once and for all. “Esther and I were victims,” Da
In the Harbinger HQ, in one of the studio sets arranged to look like a fancy living room, Daphne and I sit side by side on a white couch, facing an interviewer, a woman interviewer named Jean, who sits on an arm chair facing us. The setting is intimate, and Jean is a kind, middle-aged woman, who i
“Miles…” Emotion overflows within my heart. There are so many things I want to say, to express – my gratitude, my own affections, explanations about why this has been so difficult for me to accept – yet in the moment, everything gets tangled up in my throat. “Miles…” My tears fall from my chee