I turn my attention back to the computer, I am trying to finalize the documents for Nathan about the merger. CW Industries is going to merge with Davis Inc., once Nathan and Alyse marry, to form the Woods-Davis Corporation.
As I worked, my mind kept drifting back to Friday night. I can’t believe that happened. I can’t believe I let it happen. I left in the middle of the night and haven't spoken to Nathan since. Maybe that was a good thing. Ally left Sunday morning to head back to Florida. I never mentioned what happened, and she never asked.
I don’t know how much time goes by when I hear a knock on my door. I look up to see Nathan standing in the doorway. I froze, he looks gorgeous in his suit and his hair is perfect like always. However, his face looks distraught, almost as if he barely had an
NEW YORK CITY, PRESENT DAYI woke up the next morning, reluctant to go to work. After the conversation at the restaurant yesterday, I was unsure how today would go. I didn’t want to face him. Hopefully he will be starting the hiring process today, I also have a few calls myself to make.I just don’t know how he thinks we could work together after what happened. Does he feel remorse for what happened? He cheated on his fiance with me. I am not the type of girl who sleeps with men who are taken, especially ones who are about to be married.I shower, dress, and head for work. I looked over the agenda today, no meetings, just paperwork. “Good,” I whispered to myself, “I won’t have to see him, I can work from my desk and email
I ran. God, I was so embarrassed. No. Was I hurt? I honestly don’t know how I was feeling, all I knew was I had to get out of there. I had taken the elevator to the lobby and when the doors opened I took off. I ran out the door. Once I was outside I took a deep breath. Being in the building felt like the air was being sucked right out of my lungs. The taxis were pulling up along the curbs as people were piling in and out of them. I contemplated for a second on whether or not to jump in one, but decided against it. I needed air. So I began walking. Walking and thinking. Maybe they weren’t the best combinations in the world, but I couldn't go back there, and I really didn’t want to go back to my apa
That morning I got up, showered and dressed as fast as I could. I wanted to get out of the house before Brandon decided to show his face. I really was not in the mood to deal with him.I decided on a beach day. It has been a little while since I have seen the Gulf. I grabbed my packed beach bag and hopped in my car. I purposely left my car here and flew to New York. Why would I need it anyway with all the different transportation systems the city offers, plus I wouldn’t want to drive in that traffic anyway.My car was a blue ‘05 Mustang convertible. I had saved every penny I made throughout high school just so I could buy it. I started the engine and pulled out. It felt so good to be behind the wheel again.The drive to t
"Will you marry me, Charlie?"I looked into his deep blue eyes. My heart skipped a beat as I watched him get down on one knee and present a daisy before me. His black skater-boy hair to the side of his face as he blows it out of his eyes."You're so silly Nathan Woods." I laugh as I smack his shoulder. Nathan gasps as he places his hand over his heart."You wound my heart Charlotte Reece, one day I will make you my wife." he smirks as he stands up. A devilish gleam appears in his blue eyes.My eyes widen and I turn and run. I run fast across the yard as he begins to chase me. The tree house we built is just up ahead as I turn to head for it. Just as I reach the stairs, I feel a hand grab my shirt and instantly pull me back tackling me
NEW YORK CITY, PRESENT BUZZ! I rolled over, smacking the alarm clock, pulling the covers over my head as I begin to drift off into sleep land again. BUZZ! Ugh, I pull the covers down peeking out at the alarm clock that will not stop beeping. ‘I need to start sleeping with a hammer,’ I thought as I glanced at the red numbers staring back at me, 8:15. SHIT! I jump out of bed and run to the bathroom. I turn the shower on and throw my clothes off. ‘I can’t be late for this interview,’ I thought to myself as I jump in the shower and quickly wash my body and hair. My interview was at 9:30 across town.&nbs
“Nate-Nathan, or I’m sorry Mr. Woods,” I stuttered. “This is not what I was expecting when I woke up this morning.”Nathan looked at me with amusement dancing in his blue eyes. “You didn’t notice the name on the outside of the office? Mr. Woods is fine when we are working, Nathan when by ourselves.”He kept a professionalism about him as he spoke, even though I could see the shock behind his eyes. It has been ten years since we have seen each other, and now I am interviewing to work for him; if I get the job, we will be working side by side, every day, for five months.“So, Miss Reece-” he started. Miss Reece? I could feel the distance of his words jut into my gut as if being stabbed.
The weekend flew by like a breeze. I stood in the Human Resources office waiting for them to give me my badge. I dolled myself up for the picture. I wore a pink blouse and black pencil skirt. My red hair was twisted up halfway and my makeup was done just right to complement my skin.“Miss Charlotte Reece?” I looked up, distracted from my thoughts.“You can head up to the 54th floor, Mrs. Helms will be waiting for you.”“Thank you,” I reply as I rode the elevator up to the 54th floor. When I exited, I saw Kate waiting for me just like she had the day of my interview. “L
NANTUCKET, 1999 “Lydia, baby you have to wake up!” I roll over groggily and pull the covers back over my head. “Lydia come on baby, we need to get going. The Woods are expecting you!” I feel a hand grab the blankets and pull them down. “Five more minutes, please Jason?” I whine as I see the man of my dreams smiling above me. His beautiful red hair and green eyes. He has freckles on his face that only compliment his looks. His Scottish heritage really shows through in his features. I smile as he leans down and kisses my lips. “Honeymoon is officially over I guess,” I said with a pout. He runs his big hand through my hair and down the side of my face. “Well we still have a few more minutes,” he says with a smoldering look in his eyes, “as long as you