It was a bright and beautiful day for Naomi to get everyone over. But the thought of not seeing Daniel rushes through her mind. This would be a great opportunity for him to get his mind off certain things. She aims to win his case, not him. I'm just getting it done fast for him to get the time to visit his mom. Such a burden.He won’t be here, but the good thing about it, Mark will. Reaching across the bed and over to the nightstand, Naomi grabs the phone, speed dialing her secretary. If nobody else could, then Grace could prepare the best for this day.Grace did hear the phone rings but didn’t want to look because she already knew who it was. She allows it to ring twice, going thrice. Then, she decided, “Hello, I thought today was my day off?”“Yes, it is, don’t tell me you forgot about the party at my house.”“No, I didn’t. I'm quite sure it starts at 12 pm or is it 1 pm.” Grace feels cornered.“12 pm is good for you. Could you prepare some vegetables and desserts for the day?”“Wa
It was a bright, sunny day in Los Angeles, but despite the burning sun up above, the cool breeze licked at Naomi’s skin, calming her nerves. She wasn’t sure why, but she liked the warmth it radiated, so much that she stood in her night gown on her lawn, totally pretending that she was on the beach. Her imagination was far gone that she could hear the drifting of the waves, feel her body on the silky sands, and see the- OH NO!!!! Naomi jumped out of her thoughts, suddenly remembering that she had a meeting with a client at 10am. She was conscious of it last night before bed, but the beauty of the morning had caught her mind, hauling it away from what was important. With a sigh of disappointment —in herself— she lumbered through the front door, heading directly for her room. Should she just postpone the meeting? After all, she was already late; she hadn’t yet showered or combed her hair either and her breath was just a second away from killing her. But then again, if she postpone
Naomi suddenly stopped moving the papers and just stared straight into his dark, brown eyes. She really didn’t care about what he had to say, this meeting was solely about his case and she’d like to keep it that way. “Can I meet with you briefly on Friday? I need to discuss the court date if that’s okay with you.” “I’ll adjust my schedule, so that I can have a drink of coffee with you after the meeting.” He smiled cheekily, shuffling to comfort on the office chair. “I’m trying to make up for the chip on your shoulder.” “I’m going to be a bit busy. I have some unfinished papers I need to sort out for a friend of mine after our session, his name is Steve…it so happens that I’ll be meeting with him on Friday” In suddenness, Naomi’s office door opened, Grace peeking inside. “Boss just to inform you that the office will be closed on Friday, so please don’t accept or book any appointments for Friday, okay?” If Naomi could shove her shoe in her secretary’s mouth, she would. “Are you sur
Knowing on a day like this she had to meet with the one person she didn't want to see right now, Naomi twisted, turned and pull the sheets over her head wishing for him to cancel. He wouldn't, she knew, but at least she could hope, right? Slowly, Naomi rolled out of bed and did her regular morning routine; she brushed her teeth, took a shower, combed her hair then searched for the ugliest suit she had in her closet. She drew her curtains, examining the weather outside. As she looked, she noticed that the climate looked as though it was going to rain. Could this be her get away? Could this be God granting her wish? Naomi shook her head, suddenly remembering the hefty amount of money Mr. Ferguson was paying to solve his case. That money would benefit her wallet, her bank account and her cupboards in the kitchen. She couldn't lose him or the case for that matter... Thinking positively at this moment, Noami looked up at her clock, noticing that it was almost time to get ready. Sh
Daniel looked at Naomi, not completely believing what she just said. He turned to the young lady. "I will pay for it no need to worry." Naomi glared over at him, so lost in her anger that she spat out any word that came to the tip of her tongue. "And did I ask you to pay for it? That’s what you do, and not just you but men over all; throw money on women just so you can get inside of their pants." Daniel's neutral face expression changed, his eyes twitching as he drew back his hand with the thumb drive. "You know what? I will drop this off another time because my appetite is now ruining …" He picked up his bag, walking through the exit without saying another word to Naomi. Naomi shoved her cup of coffee aside and pushed her chair back in order to get out of it. Towards the door she then stomped, bumping right back into Daniel. "Sorry." She grumbled out, stepping out of his way. Daniel let out a breath of irritation. “The pessimist...? why did you have to insult her like that?" "D
Mark arrived before the ambulance did, his tow truck pulling up at the scene with a blaring screech. He stepped out of it, eyes searching the vicinity for Daniel until he finally found him. “Hey bro, what’s going on?!” He walked over. “Is everything alright?” Daniel looked over at Mark, sighing deeply. “Can you help me move her around on the back seat, please? The ambulance is taking too long, I’ll take her to the hospital myself.” “Yeah Bro…no problem.” Mark replied. As Daniel’s thick, muscular arms reached beneath Naomi’s back to lift her, her eyes flew wide open and on instincts she shoved him away. “What are you doing?!” Daniel’s eyes quickly drifted down to stare at her, surprise embedded in the brown orbs. “You fainted, I was merely trying to get you around the back seat so I can lay you down in a better position.” “I fainted...?” she looked around finding that she was indeed laid on the ground, her head in Daniel’s hand. “Oh dear...what happened?” Mark turned to face her.
Daniel turned with a reluctant look. “That won’t be necessary.It would be much better if you steer your car and let Mark tow my car.”Before Stacy could say another word, Mark interrupted. “I think that’s a good idea because you know your car better than us.”With a frown on her face, Stacy walked over to her car. “Okay, no problem.”Daniel looked between them both, “Come on, let’s get cracking…remember I have to go to the hospital to pick up Naomi.”Mark gestured towards Daniel with his chin. “I can do that for you if you’d like?”“I would indeed love that, but it is better if I go.”Desperate to see Naomi again, Mark sighed. “Can I come with you?”“Why Mark? For what reason?”“I already told yo~”“Can we just go, I thought we were in a rush.” Stacy interrupted.Mark sighed, getting started with situating the car on his tow truck. When he deemed himself done, he cracked down his window from the inside and says… “I’m all set, we can go now.”The scrobbling sound of the truck starting
Daniel’s car came to stop in front of the hospital, but before he even attempted to step out of it, he couldn’t help but softly utter. “Lord, please let her be calm.”She could be fiery at times and sh~Daniel’s head whipped towards the door of his passenger seat when it was loudly slammed shut by no other than Mark. “What the hell man?! Is there a problem with you?” Daniel pushed his door open and stepped outside, glaring at him.“No, just my hands slammed the door too hard, sorry.” Mark apologized. “That and you were taking too long.”“You…” Daniel ignored him as he reached into his car for the flowers he had bought along the way as well as the lunch box. “I got her some roses, hope it's her favorite color.”He didn’t even get the chance to ask her about that…her favorite color…Sighing, he followed Mark towards the hospital doors, stepping inside when he pushed it open, and then they immediately went over to the front desk.“Where can I find Naomi?”The Secretary stared at Mark. “A