All Chapters of The One Night Stand. : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

It's been one month. One month of both the best and the worst. And trust me, it's not me that's been experiencing the former in my personal life, but Jose. I've tried so hard, so, so hard because I want to be happy, I want to keep this job, I want to have something of my own, but I guess one month is long enough to figure out that my future doesn't lie in X'Development. On the other hand, making the decision to start all over was the best decision that Jose could have ever made. In the past month, things have been going well. We passed through some obstacles, like our landlord insisting that we couldn't use the house to bake, even after we explained how nothing could go wrong, and how we have taken all the precautions and a million other things. When the old bastard finally accepted it, he said everything he wanted to eat from Jose's business would be free. Imagine his audacity. Jose didn't really mind though. She said he'd change and I really hoped so. Aside from the man, nothing re

At first, I walk. I just walk, because it's what I do best to clear my head. Why should life be so shitty? Why in the world should life be so twisted? I don't want to go home and dump my worries on Jose, though I know I'll still have to, but instead, I call the dearest person in my heart.When she picks on the first ring, my heart swells a bit more. "Hello, baby? Is everything okay? How are you doing?"At first, I can't say anything, for fear that I'll break down. But I know that if I do, my mother will take the first vehicle she sees down here and come see me herself so I try to hold it in. "Mom? Um, fine. Fine. How is everything ma?" "Everything is okay. How are you? What's going on? I can hear the tears in your voice. What happened?"" Everything is… o" I burst out in tears because I can't hold it in anymore. I know that wasn't supposed to happen because now mom will want to come over here just to make sure I'm okay. It's been that way ever since. Ever since my shitty father aban

It's the D-day. A week after I quit. And of course, Jose's sweet tooth opening day. I couldn't be more excited, trust me. Especially considering the fact that the untouchable Jose has been so fidgety all week. Especially yesterday. She double-called everyone to be sure everything was in place. It's a big thing, and I'm glad something good is happening in one of our lives. Jose deserves it all. And of course, the local press will be here today, there will be free treats for everyone who comes. And Jose's sweet tooth will officially be open for business. Love it! "Tessa, my gloss!!!" Jose's voice, or scream rather, drags me out of my mini reverie and I roll my eyes a little too dramatically because Jose really has been fun to watch being so nervous, literally like a gassed-up drink waiting to erupt. I step into the room and right by her bedside, grab the gloss, and just as she's about to collect it, I hold her hands instead, making sure her eyes are on me."Josephine, I have never, eve

Okay, next week came too soon. I had all week to obsess over what could go wrong and what couldn't. So Jose and the girls decided to make me calm down. Jose for one was so busy with her preparation for the 50th birthday party, and I helped her out. We made market runs, tried out new recipes, got the dessert plates, we even got a new refrigerator with the down payment the woman made. And it's safe to say that the event couldn't have possibly gone any better than it did. It was beyond amazing. And finally, at the event two days ago, Jose and I went together. We rented a bus to take us with all the desserts, and we took the mini-fridge because well, desserts and chilly environments are besties.At the event–which was glamorous by the way!– We met so many elites, and when the desserts were dished out, let's just say the business cards we printed out went to no waste. Every single person got Jose's number and promised to call her soon for an event or the other. When we got home, we were so

Jake's POV"Theresa Thompson?" I say as I look at her, trying to ignore everything rioting through me. I won't be subject to the weakness I feel at the sight of her, after so long. I won't be subject to the feeling in me, the part of me that wants me to draw her close and kiss every part of her body over and over again till I place my mark on her. She's here for business, and so I am."You may have your seat," I nod towards the seat at my front, trying to be as proper as I can be. And then she looks at me as if she's hurt I can't remember her but she doesn't know what else to do she walks right to my front, looking pale as hell making me want to end this farce. Only I can't. I just can't. I have too much for her in me to put her through what being with a bastard like me would do to her. I want to protect her. It's why I haven't reached out to her all this while. It was like fate was laughing me right in the eye when I received her entry, right in the early hours of the morning after I