All Chapters of Better In Every Way: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Alec My head kind of hurts. I can’t even begin to think of why because it is pulsing so hard. Thank god for blackout curtains because daylight would have made this so much worse. I can barely remember when the cause of this hangover happened. All I remember is taking Dariana home, that mind numbing kiss in the elevator, and finding Cam sitting outside her door. An unwelcome interruption to could have been a very wonderful end to the night. It takes a while to figure out that that pounding sound that has defined my headache isn’t actually my head, but rather my door. It’s odd, who knocks like that? Rhythmically, for such an extended amount of time. I crack one eye open to see the time on the clock on my dresser reads a little past seven in the morning. Now I’m annoyed. Someone is knocking at my door like a weirdo at a time when most people would rather be sleeping on a Saturday. I can’t even ignore them. They’ve been at this for so long, I’m sure they wouldn’t mind continuing.

Alec I sit in my car for a little while before walking up to the house. I need to mentally prepare myself for what is about to happen. I have to calm myself down. If there’s one thing I dislike more than having my patience tested, it’s having it tested unnecessarily. This entire day has been one useless endeavour after the next. What a complete waste of my day. I could have spent the day nursing a hangover from hell, lounging and relaxing for the first time in months. But a temperamental idiot had me rather spending my day trying to clean up a stain that has already set. My mental preparation is cut short, however, when Adeline comes around the corner from the garden and walks toward my car. “What are you doing here?” She extends her arms toward me for a hug as I get out of the car to greet her. “If I knew you were coming I would have prepared something.” “You don’t need to worry yourself about that, I won’t be long.” I give her a kiss on the cheek. “Is Cam home?” “It’s the

Dariana “You Blackburn boys have a nasty habit of just showing up at my door without warning or invitation.” I roll my eyes as I nudge Barry out of the way to get to my door and open it. Today had been long enough as it was, and I just need to prepare myself for this week to be even longer. After lunch with Rachel I had meetings up to my ass to distract me from everything. No one really brought it up, but I could still see the looks people were giving me when they thought I wasn’t looking. During one particular walk toward the boardroom I noticed that Eliza’s desk was empty. I couldn’t imagine that she would come in. Although the article didn’t mention her by name, it wouldn’t take any one at the office much time or effort to figure out that it might be her. Especially since she wasn’t really able to keep all her pregnancy symptoms under wraps. “What are you doing here, Barry?” I ask him, just as I notice that he had a few bags with him. “I can’t really be at home right n

Alec As soon as I hung up the call with Dariana I immediately dial Lachlan’s number. It takes a while for him to pick up and I’m just about out the door and on my way down to the parking garage of my building before he does. “Hey, sorry about that. I was on another call, you know how it is.” I hear him sigh as he picks up the phone. “Uh yeah, sure. Are you at home?” I ask “I can’t exactly go anywhere which things looking like this. There have been photographers perched outside the gate all day. I can’t even sneeze in my own yard without them snapping away.” I can sense his sass through the phone. “Maybe you should ask Barry for tips on how to sneak around them.” I hop into my car and get the engine going. “I’m not really interested in what that boy has to say, he’s done enough as it is.” He says. “Does that mean I can keep him?” I ask. “What are you talking about? Why are you calling me?” He responds in a tired tone. I can tell that he’s very annoyed by my intrusio

AlecThroughout this entire week Barry has proven himself to be easier to deal with than the other one. It is a welcome shift from the drama that was Cam’s life, especially considering that I already have my hands full with so many other things. Next week, in particular, is supposed to be our annual Thanksgiving charity gala. It would be the first time I’m hosting it Stateside, so there will be a lot of new faces. Henry, my assistant, is handling most of the details for the whole thing; but it doesn’t change the fact that I am sort of a newcomer on the scene. Since most of my business had been cultivated overseas, this gala would be the first real formal event where I’d rub shoulders with the financial elite this side. And it is important that I make an impression if I intend to stick around. So I am grateful for the ease that comes with having Barry as a roommate. A part of that may have something to do with the fact that most of the really taxing stuff involving getting him settl