When Love Lasts

Rianne leaned into me and said, "Stop worrying. You'll do wonderfully, girl."I grunted at my roommate's mediocre attempt at comforting me as I shoveled my cereal even faster down my throat. Smiling falsely, I managed to answer the tall woman perched on the seat beside me despite my full mouth."I'm just so nervous," I mumbled as I gulped down another spoonful."Hey, hey, slow down. Unless you want the interviewer's first impression of you to be the girl who puked coco puffs all over their shoes."I burst into laughter despite my changeable mood, managing to repress the anxiety bubbling up inside of me ever so slightly as I finally finished my breakfast and scrambled towards the door. Grabbing my coat, I took one final scan of myself in the mirror, smiling in relief when I saw that I actually managed to make a rather convincing businesswoman. A bold red pencil skirt ended just above my knees, paired with a flowing white shirt that was probably one of the nicest things I owned, as wel

Excitement threatened to swallow me whole as I approached the towering Kendrick Corporations building. I seriously regretted my decision to walk the distance from our apartment to my new workplace because, although it did help calm some of my nerves like I had hoped it would, it also resulted in me looking and feeling rather flustered as I waltzed through the double glass doors. A brief flash of gelled, black hair caught my eye as I walked purposefully to the elevator, and a grin came over my face at the comforting sight of a familiar face. Shane, Nicholas's bodyguard and the only person I knew other than the Greek god himself, smiled at me as we joined two other bored-looking businessmen in the elevator. Thankful for something to distract myself with, we started a casual conversation about the weekend's events, and for a brief amount of time, our bland small talk shut out the nervous thoughts which were raging in my head.It was seriously much too early on a Monday morning to be see

"What if we go tomorrow?" I suggested cautiously. Finally, he seemed to snap out of his speechless state."Tomorrow?" he repeated bluntly."Yes. Tomorrow evening, after work," I replied just as bluntly. He nodded slowly, still looking bewildered as he glanced in the driver's direction. I saw Harry nod as if he understood what to do simply from that one look. Soon enough, we were doing a U-turn and heading back down the highway we just came down. As we drove steadily, I nibbled on my thumb and gazed out of the window beside me, the majority of my attention being used as I tried to stop myself from glancing over at the man beside me. We all stayed silent for a while, pondering silently to ourselves, until Harry suddenly turned on the radio and it began ro blast music from a random station as loudly as possible.A crooning melody began to echo throughout the spacious car, and a feeling of familiarity washed over me. As the song reached its first chorus- the high-pitched voice singing

The minutes leading up to 6 PM dragged on ridiculously slowly, and I felt as if it may just be time playing a trick on me in order to balance out the good that fate had recently brought into my life, because I couldn't conjure up any other possible reason as to why the hands of my clock seemed to have been stuck on 5:59 for the past ten minutes.Finally, the door of my office clicked open, revealing the marvelous sight of Nicholas Kendrick peering through the small gap."Ready to go?" he asked with a small smile on his lips.I nodded as I gathered up my phone and wallet before hurriedly following him out. As we stepped into the elevator, I told myself repeatedly to resist looking at him, despite the fact that I could tell that something had changed since lunch."Shane texted me; he has your laptop in the limo," he suddenly said out of the blue.It took me a good five seconds to soak up his statement. Oh my God. So he really did that?"Ophelia?"I realized that staying silent just made

At that moment, I was suddenly hit by the memory of a game Rianne and I used to play in college whenever the guys we liked were at the parties we were. It was a pretty foolproof game to play when you wanted to find out more about someone. I couldn't help but smile as I folded my hands on my lap and introduced it to Nicholas."Let's play a game," I began, and he glanced up, staring into my eyes as if he was searching for the reason as to why I had suddenly transformed into a teenager."A game?" he asked slowly.I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "Yes, a game. I used to play it with my friends in college. It helps you get to know someone better," I replied.He dropped his wine glass down on the table slowly."Come on. I think we need this if I am going to accept a new laptop and a new phone too from you."That woke him up from his musings and he nodded to show that he was listening. I tried not to focus on the parts of his toned chest that I could see through his unbuttoned shirt now that