When the new week arrived, Daisy left her apartment as New Daisy. With a well made-up face, soft lipstick and her new tinted bouncy hairstyle. Ugo had left earlier as she was rushing to beat traffic since her workplace was a bit far from Daisy's apartment. Daisy locked her apartment door and exited the elevator cheerfully, feeling pumped and ready to act like someone else, someone who wasn’t heartbroken and lost and angry. The SUV was at the curb when she stepped outside. Ben didn’t bother to exit the car, knowing she wouldn’t accept a ride. It puzzled Daisy that Brett would have his chauffeur wasting his time hanging around, just in case she might have him drive her somewhere. It didn’t make any sense unless Brett was feeling guilty. The morning at Lex and Gibson went by swiftly. "You look good, Daisy," Donald said when she first joined him in his office. "Are you doing all right?" "Not really." She replied truthfully. "But I’ll get there." Donald leaned forward, settin
Brett's breath hissed out at having those crude words thrown back in his face. "Don’t say that Daisy, don't..." "Daisy..." He called and her eyes trailed to the ring and bracelet she gave him. "You can take those off and trash them, Brett. There's nothing left." "Never, I never take them off. I won’t. Ever." His right hand released hers and he reached into his pocket. She watched as he slid the ring he’d given her before back onto her finger, and then he lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed it, then pressed his lips to her temple. "Wait for me, Daisy...." He said. Then he was gone. The elevator began its descent. "What the hell is this?" She whispered, confusion-ridden. Her right hand curled into a fist and she backed away from the
"What the hell happened to my boyfriend?" Daisy exclaimed. "I thought we agreed you need to ask him?" "I did. But what do I get? He tells me not to stop loving him, to wait for him, to trust him. For god's sake, what the hell am I gonna do with such ridiculous answers!" Daisy lamented. She stretched out her left fingers, showing Ugo her ring. "He gave me back my ring today. And he’s still wearing the one I gave him, both the bracelet. I told him to trash them, but he said he won't and he would never take them off. Do you have any idea how confusing that is? They’re not just rings, they’re promises we made to each other. They’re symbols of ownership and commitment. Why would he still wear his? Why is it so important to him that I wear mine? Does he seriously expect me to wait while he screws Lana out of his system?" "Is that what you think he’s doing, really?" Closing her eyes, Daisy chewed at her lower lip. Then she let her head fall back. "No." She sighed. "Does Manuel Hampton
Lana's words pierced Daisy like a sharp sword. "And that right there is your moment, Lana. But you have no idea. If you've been paying attention, you would know that he’s hurting right now. You're talking about opportunities, this is one. This is your opportunity to be there for him, to be his friend. But you have no clue, do you?" She started heading back to the elevators. "And have a nice day." She called over her shoulder. Lana slammed her door shut angrily. When Daisy got back to the SUV, she told Ben to take her to Graham bank. "I have an appointment with Manuel Hampton." Ben paused in the act of closing the door and stared down at her. "Bret will be very angry, Daisy." She nodded, understanding the warning. "He'll get over it as time goes on." The building housing Graham bank stared back at them in no time. Once Daisy stepped out of the elevator on the fifth floor where Graham bank was situated, She notified the security of whom she ca
He was on her in an instant, one hand in her hair and the other on her ass, his mouth on hers in a violent kiss. He wasted no time, his tongue thrust between her lips, plunging deep and hard. Daisy moaned and gripped his waist, pushing onto her tiptoes to deepen the contact. His teeth sank into her lower lip with enough force to hurt. "You think you can say a few words and end us? There is no end, Daisy, I told you." He flattened her into the wall. Pinned by a six feet, two inches of violently aroused male, Daisy sighed in fullness. "I miss you," He whispered. She grabbed his ass and urged him harder against her. Brett groaned. "Sunshine...." He was kissing her deep, shameless desperate kisses that made her toes curl in her pumps. "What are you doing Baby?" He breathed. "You’re going around, stirring up everyone." "I’m less busy now. There's no one to satisfy sexually since I dumped . So yeah, I've got time o
Brett stared straight ahead, his profile turned rigid and Daisy pulled her hand out from under him and twisted the other way, giving him her back while she looked out the window, his silence killing her. "If I lose you, Daisy," he said hoarsely, "I have nothing. Everything I’ve done is so that I don’t lose you." "Speaking in riddles won't cut this Brett. I need more." She rested her forehead against the glass. "If I can’t have you on the outside, I need to have you on the inside, but you’ve never let me in." They drove in silence, crawling along through the morning traffic. "After my parents died," he said softly, "I had a hard time dealing with the changes. I was always their center of attention, their world literally. Before I could grasp the whole situation, my Aunt moved into the house with her then boyfriend who later became her husband." "Manuel." H
"Oh Brett... Don't do this to yourself. You were a child in the hands of an adult who knew all the right buttons to push."Brett's eyes grew dark and Daisy pressed her lips gently to his own, tasting his scanty tears in the process. "I love you." She repeated. "And I believe you. Brett, none of this was your fault."Brett's hands found her hair. Holding her in place, he ravaged her mouth with desperate kisses. "Don’t leave me, please. You're the only thing I've got going right now. The only one that makes this fucking world habitable for me.""Honey, look at me." She paused and drew away from their passionate kiss. "I’m going to marry you. Leaving you went out of the window a long time ago." He inhaled sharply, looking at her face. Then he pulled her closer. His hands went careless and rough as they slid over her. "Thank you so much Daisy. For giving my life a meaning. I'll love you for the rest of my life."Daisy planted a kiss on his lip, shutting him up. "Are
When Daisy got to her desk, she found a voicemail from Willock Hampton. She debated for a moment whether she should continue to pursue the truth. Willock wasn’t a man she wanted to invite any deeper into her life. But she was haunted by the look on Brett's face when he told her about his past, and the sound of his voice.... it was so hoarse with recalled shame and agony. She felt his pain like it was her own. In the end, there was no other choice, so she returned Willock's call and asked him out to lunch. "Lunch with a gorgeous lady like you, count me in." There was excitement in his voice. "Any time you are free this week would be great." Daisy told him. "How about today? I'm free for the rest of the day, and I'm barely fifteen minutes away from your work place." He suggested. "Great! That works for me, perfectly. I'll see you by noon then." They set the best time for lunch and Daisy hung up. When noon rolled by, she went downstairs and found W