The air outside was crisp. It felt like freedom. I took a deep breath of that freedom just before Chloe's excited voice drifted towards me. We were still inside the courthouse but she was already talking about going out to celebrate.The others seemed to agree with her, and I didn't want to dampen their spirits, but if I was being honest, I didn't feel as I thought I would. I'd been fighting to break free from Anthony all these months, yet, now that I had, I still felt a little stifled. I'd expected to feel light, unburdened.I was unprepared for the flash of cameras that hit us as we stepped outside. Why were all these people outside? Chloe was immediately at my side.“Must be because both Kingston brothers came here with us. Plus.. you know there's been speculation about both of you.”There was panic in my eyes as they darted around. Questions were flying around from reporters.“How do you feel now that the divorce has been finalized?"“Will your relationship with Mr Kingston now be
Chloe knocked on our door a full hour early. This was a much needed escape, she said. The moment she got in, she kicked her shoes off and waddled into the kitchen in search of something to eat.She found Chloe pulling out a tray of grilled chicken from the oven- another surprise, because Chloe avoided cooking more than anything else and grabbed a drumstick. She closed her eyes as she chewed.“Oh my God, this is so good!" She tore off more of the skin excitedly and opened her eyes to look at us. “At this rate, I'm going to be an elephant by the time this baby comes! I never seem to be able to stop eating!"I laughed, turning the pasta on the stove with one hand and holding the lid of the pot with the other.“You're not going to be an elephant, Chloe. You're gorgeous no matter how much you eat or how much weight you put on."“True." Chloe agreed, pulling off the glove she'd worn to take the hot tray out of the oven. “Plus, you've earned the right to eat as you want, girl. You've got an
Morning came quickly. Light filtered through the curtains and into the room, causing me to blink my eyes open. I was disoriented for a moment, then yesterday's events came back to me in a rush. The verdict, the celebratory lunch at that ridiculously expensive restaurant, Lilian's impromptu sleepover. All in all, yesterday was a good day. I just needed to keep reminding myself that I'd won.Chloe was already up, her side of the bed neatly made. I stretched and yawned loudly. My muscles were protesting at Chloe's too soft mattress. I kept telling that girl that she needed a new bed, but she just wouldn't listen. I stretched my hand to reach for my phone. Jordan’s last message glowed on the screen.6 tonight?I responded with a quick ‘sure’. I smiled at the thought of him and was about to get out of bed when the door came flying open.“Rise and shine, sleeping beauty,” Chloe called, pushing the door wider with her hip with two steaming mugs of coffee in hand.“Have I told you how much I
It was almost midnight when Jordan turned the lock in the door and we stumbled in. Somehow, we'd gone from hot chocolate to wine, and had finished an entire bottle.I wasn't drunk, but I'd had just enough to drink that I staggered as we walked up the stairs. Jordan placed his hand on the small of my back to steady me. I still didn't understand how he wasn't drunk. He'd drunk more than half of that bottle! Now that I thought of it, I didn't think I'd ever seen the man drunk.Inside Jordan's room, I dropped unceremoniously in the middle of the bed. The last thing I remembered before drifting off to sleep was Jordan pulling off my shoes and tucking a blanket around me.The first thing I noticed as my eyes shot open was that it wasn't quite morning yet. The day was still dark and what little light was in the room came from the bedside lamp.The second thing I noticed was the arm draped over my waist, warm and heavy. Jordan's arm. I smiled and snuggled closer into his embrace.We stayed
I went straight to Jordan's office from this reception. It wasn't like Jordan to send for me through someone else. Usually, he would either put a call through to my office or come to me by himself. He'd said once before that I answered directly to him, not to anyone else, so when I walk in to a message from the receptionist to report to his office, I know it's urgent.I turned the knob of his office, half expecting to find all major stakeholders in Kingston Enterprise waiting for me in there, but the office was surprisingly empty except for Jordan on his throne-like chair. He raised his eyes when I entered the office.He looked mildly surprised. “Hey. You're earlier than I expected."“Thanks to you. You sent Dane."“Yea, but I wasn't expecting you for another hour."I nodded, and stood across from him. I wasn't exactly in the mood for small talk.“Mary said you wanted me in your office, and that it was urgent?"“Yes.” He closed his laptop, and gestured towards a seat opposite him. "P
I couldn't make up my mind. A whole week had passed since that morning in Jordan's office, and I still couldn't make up my mind on whether I wanted to move up at Kingston or step out and start from scratch.Jordan had insisted on leaving me to make the decision by myself. He didn't want to influence it because this was something I had to do on my own. Chloe seemed to be on the same page as him. All she seemed able to say was that I would have to follow my heart. But how could I follow my heart when I didn't even know what it was saying?Chloe still hadn't made up with Caleb. I could see in her eyes how much the break was hurting her, but somehow she never seemed willing to talk about it. He was hurting too, Jordan told me. He’d withdrawn into his shell, drinking more, and not talking much.I mentioned to Chloe once that this was self sabotage. There was no reason for this break. At least, none that I could see, so what was the need to hurt them both like this? She stopped talking to h
“Get off me.” I said coldly.I felt Jordan stiffen on top of me, but he tried to play it cool. “What's the problem, Marissa?" There was caution laced in his voice.“I said, get off me." I placed both hands on his shoulders and pushed.He rolled off me and sat up in bed, resting against the headboard. I rose to my feet and began throwing my clothes on. He watched me briefly and then sighed briefly before speaking.“What is the problem, Marissa?" He repeated.I worked the buttons on my shirt with shaky hands, not giving him an answer.“I'm talking to you, Marissa." The calmness in his voice didn't dwindle.I pulled on my pants, still not responding. Stray tears were threatening to fall from my eyes, and I struggled to keep them in check. I tried to fit the pant button into its hole, and cursed loudly when my hands wouldn't stop shaking.“For fuck's sake, Marissa, answer me! Don't pretend that you can't hear me and don't treat me like some retard!" He said, getting out of bed and coming
I watched as the veins popped on Jordan's forehead and he said the words, “I’m going to kill the bastard”I didn't doubt even for a minute that he could, but truth was, I didn't need anybody killing Bill for me. I had already lived through that phase of my life and Bill had already been made to suffer for all of his crimes.“No, you're not,” I said in a steady voice that surprised even me, “because he's already dead.”His eyes shot up to mine."I'll get to that soon. Just… Bill used to call me Marie in that annoyingly gruff voice of his. Whenever he would try to touch me, he would say some disgusting stuff like ‘come to me, my Marie'. God, I hated him so much.”"So that's why you hate to be called that.” He said in realization.I nodded. “It just… it makes me feel dirty. Like no matter what I do, I could never wash his filth off me.”"Did you tell your mother?” He wanted to know.I snorted. “Elizabeth only knows what Elizabeth wants to know."“What does that mean?"“She played blind.
The seconds stretched unbearably as the doctor walked toward us. I blinked my eyes open as Jordan's hand closed over mine. I looked at the doctor again. His face was set in a somber expression that seemed to do nothing more than scare me even more. I clung to Jordan’s hand, feeling every muscle in my body go taut, and feeling my heart pounding so hard against my ribs that it hurt visibly.But just as the doctor was a few feet away from us, he made a slight turn, shifting his direction at the last second, and approached another family sitting by the far wall. I saw them huddle together as they listened to whatever the doctor had come to say.I stared. Oh God I'd thought that he was coming to us. I'd half expected him to come and blurt out some terrible news. Oh my God! He wasn't here for us, and even the family he was speaking to didn't seem to be shattered by whatever news he was giving to them.I let out a shaky breath I hadn't realized I was holding. My body sagged against Jordan's
I was already on my way to bed when Chloe's phone rang. She was curled up at the far end of the couch, a blanket up to her chin, and a remote in her hand. She'd been working all day, and had only just settled to watch TV about half an hour ago.I watched her frown at the screen, then her eyes widened as she answered immediately."Caleb?" Her voice was sharp.There was a pause, and then she shot right up, throwing the blanket off."Oh my God. Okay. Okay! We’re coming right now.”I was on my feet before she even ended the call. "What? What happened?"She grabbed her hoodie from the arm of the chair. "It’s Lilian. She’s in labor. Devon's already taken her to the hospital. The others are on their way.We were moving in mere seconds. I didn't even think about changing my clothes. Nothing mattered. Chloe picked up her keys and we hurried out of the house. I'd never seen her drive as fast as she did ex.We didn't speak to each other during the drive. We were out of the car as soon as she fou
“Chloe!" I chirped sunnily with a smile and a meaningful glare directed at her. She'd better keep her mouth in check.She rolled her eyes at me. “I didn't know we were having a reunion." She said with sarcasm dripping from every word.Layla laughed before bringing the coffee mug to her lips. “Good morning to you too, Chloe."Chloe turned a false smile in her direction before taking out a mug and pouring herself some coffee.“You're welcome." Layla said, raising her mug and pointing to the coffeemaker.It took a moment for Chloe to understand, but when she did, she simply snorted. “It's my coffeemaker after all. Doesn't matter who brewed the coffee one day, I bought the goddamn thing with my money.”“I didn't say otherwise. Now, now, Chloe darling, you and I are going to have to find a middle ground soon. After all, we're going to be seeing each other a lot more over the course of the next few weeks.That's right. I'd taken her up on her offer to help with the planning of the grand ope
I didn’t panic. Not at first.Jordan had said he had meetings lined up, that this week was going to be very busy for him. He'd said it to prepare my mind for days like this. Moreover, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for a whole morning to pass without a call. I wasn’t that clingy, at least I didn’t think I was. We had our lives, our jobs, and our different rhythms.But then the afternoon rolled by, and evening came, and my messages remained unread. It was at that point that I started to panic. I wsd6 refreshing his chat thread like it owed me answers. Still nothing.I'd called him at least six times today, and each time, it had gone to voicemail. He hadn't called back. That was unlike him. Jordan always called back. Especially when it was me.Still, I tried to keep it together. There were logical explanations. There was a chance that his phone had probably died. Or maybe he was just buried in work and would call the moment he came up for air. That was his way, after all. He was focused
After that initial awe had worn off, excitement took over. I wanted to see the entire place!I walked to the middle of the room, spun around, and shouted, “This is mine! I own this building!”My voice echoed off the walls, and Jordan laughed.“Damn right you do.”He spun me around in the center of the empty room and our laughter filled the air.We didn't go straight home. We went to a park filled with noisy children and lovesick teenagers. The place was livelier than usual, and although it took some teasing, Jordan finally dropped his almighty Kingston cap and joined in the fun.He joined me on the rollercoaster ride and laughed heartily while I screamed. He liked it so much that he went for a second ride when I got off the ride. He said he hadn't done anything like it since he was a child.We ran around the park charging bubbles and trying to pop them. Later, we simply sat on the floor, with me lying back against his chest and him wrapping me in his giant arms.By the time that we fi
Breakfast went smoothly. We all had our pancakes with hot chocolate, and chatted happily over insignificant things. There was something about a full belly, hot chocolate, and laughter shared between the two most important people in my life that made the world feel… weightless. Like I was walking on air. Like I could do anything.After breakfast, Chloe hurried upstairs to take a zoom call while Jordan and I talked through clearing the dishes. When we finished, I dried the plates and placed them back in the drawer. Jordan relaxed against the same counter that he'd kissed me on less than an hour ago, staring at me like I was some prized piece of art that only he had access to.“You ready?” he asked, his lips twitching into that little smirk that always managed to melt something in me.“Ready for what?” I replied, feigning cluelessness, though I knew full well what he meant. He'd been talking about this ‘somewhere’ that he wanted to take me to since he got here.I wondered what it was thi
Jordan gave me 20 minutes to get dressed before leaving. I took almost 40 minutes. What kind of woman would I be If I got ready under the exact time he gave?Downstairs, Chloe sat at the dining table hard at work. She wore an oversized shirt over black biker shorts, and drew her knees up to her chin as she typed furiously on her laptop. Her natural blond hair was up in a messy bun, and she wore her wire rimmed glasses which she'd hated since she first got them in senior year, high school. She looked hot as hell! She took her eyes off work, and turned her attention to me briefly when I got downstairs.“Hey, beautiful."“Hey, beautiful." I returned with a smile.“You look good."I did a 360 spin for her and she hooted and whistled. I was wearing a simple floral dress that was snatched at the top, and flowed regally to my knees from beneath my bust. It was simple and classy.“Thanks. Where's Jordan?"“In the kitchen." She said, pointing with her finger. “He offered to make breakfast.”We
I didn't get home until evening. Brenda's book club's tea party was only a few days away, and I had to meet with the ladies for some last minute adjustments to the menu. I'd never wanted to impress anyone like I wanted to impress these women. They were some high caliber people, and this was my chance to win them over before the business opened.I sighed and kicked off my shoes before plopping onto the sofa in the sitting room. I still didn't have a name it. I'd stopped stressing over it, thinking that it would come to me naturally, but at this point, it looked like I might be needing to start making conscious efforts to get a name again. We couldn't have a grand opening without a business name now, could we?I heard someone rush down the stairs and looked up to see Chloe with a box of steaming noodles in her hands.“You're alive!"I chuckled. Why wouldn't I be? It's not like Layla had claws or fangs or anything. Plus it had been almost six years since we left college. We were all diff
Chloe made more noise than a hurricane as she rushed down the stairs with her bag in one hand and her six inch tall shoes in the other. For someone who was already tall, it was interesting how she never wore anything other than heels.“I’m late. I’m late. I’m so damn late,” she muttered as she skidded into the kitchen.I was leaning against the counter, sipping coffee and reading a recipe draft on my tablet. She glanced at me, then did a double-take.“You’re dressed.”“I am.” I said with a small smile.She narrowed her eyes at me as she shoved her arm into the sleeve of her coat. “That's suspicious. Didn't you say y'all found a replacement and you don't have to go to work anymore? What are you going to do?"I laughed. Suspicious indeed. "I'm not going to work.”"Then where?” Obviously impatient, but not willing to leave without knowing where I was going."I'm meeting Layla.”Her eyes bulged. "Layla as in Layla Freeman? Same Layla that we ran into a couple nights ago?”"Same same.” I r