Lindsey
This just got real.
I’m sitting in the back of the car, James is driving me home. I can’t stop looking at the ring. This is happening and there is no looking back now. I’ll have to call Ralph in the morning and fill him in. I hope he understands I couldn’t just let the company fall because Fabian has no idea what he is doing. Those people are like family to me.
James slows as we pull toward my apartment building. “Miss Carter, I don’t wish to alarm you, but there are about 15 paparazzi outside your building right now. I’m going to continue around the block, while you decide what you want to do. I have already alerted Mr. Raines.”
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Reese I don’t know what I feel for Lindsey, protective for sure, she’s already been through so much in her young life. There’s something else though and I don’t know what it is. She seems to always be at the front of my thoughts, like part of my brain is forcing me to consider her when I make decisions. It can’t be love, I’ve only known her for a few days, but I can’t deny that there is some level of protectiveness that has woken up inside of me when it comes to her. I made several phone calls to put extra security around her apartment and to put my PR people on top of finding who is leaking information about my connection. My first guess is to always look inside my company to the people closest to me. You never know what someone’s price i
Reese “Holy, motherf***ing s**t!” Is all that runs through my head. The most beautiful woman is standing in front of me with nothing but this short dark blue sweater that is form fitting, barely hits her mid thighs and is hanging off one shoulder. Her hair is down and still wet from her bath and no make-up on. I thought I was a goner last night when she was all dolled up, but this is the end for me. “What?” she questions softly. Looking around, like she has no idea what has my attention. Which, now that I think about it, she may have no idea what she is doing to me. “Nothing.” I recovered lamely “Did you enjoy the bath?” I ask, trying to regain my focus and turn back to making breakfast. I try to
ReeseI messaged Brandon to meet me in my office and to get a hold of Anton. He acted offended for about five seconds. I knew he got every phone number to every person associated with Lindsey. He’s actually better at keeping tabs on people than any reporter I have ever come across.I walk into the office past the secretary and two offices that sit before mine. My grandfather likes to keep pretty ladies at the front of the entrance, he says women make everyone feel more comfortable. Personally I think he likes the eye candy and probably has had his fair share of it too. They are like vultures though, with far too much staring and not enough working in my opinion. I converse with them as little as possible. At least getting married will be a good excuse for not talking to them ever. Brandon als
Lindsey I am so irritated at being stuck here. I thought getting out from under Fabian was going to mean freedom, not a different kind of cage. I found a book while he was in the shower and just put on relaxing music on my phone. This whole damsel in distress thing is going to get old quick and I need to get to the bottom of whatever he is hiding. I’ll give him a couple days, he clearly is just as uncomfortable with all of this as I am. Maybe he just needs time to adjust. We’ll see. I won’t let him lock me up and hide me forever. I hope he isn’t regretting his decision to get married to me, I mean this was his idea, mostly. I am listening to my calming music and getting into this book when there is a tap on my shoulder.
LindseyWe arrived at the storage unit and Kittie was waiting for us. She walked up to me and gave me a big hug.“It has been too long sweetie! How are you?” It’s a loaded question. She knows about Fabian and his idiocies, but she is also giving me a chance to give her the ‘code word’ to let her know I am here against my will.“I have been great! This last semester really kicked my butt, but I graduated with honors and both of my degrees like I planned.” I smiled at her. “Obviously new things are happening. This is Anton, I have told you about him, and this is Brandon a newly acquired shopping diva, now I have a set.” Kittie and I laughed while both guys tried and failed to look offended by my comments.
Lindsey I did force them to go to the closest grocery store with me. James found this very funny. They whined the whole time and both refused to touch anything. We just laughed at them the whole twenty minutes it took me to get what I needed. They all allowed James to go to my apartment, but I still wasn’t allowed to get out of the car or go in. These people were still camped out. I don’t know how Angie was dealing with it, but she thought it was great fun sneaking out of the apartment and when she did get caught by one of them, she pretended to not speak english. I guess that was the benefit of having multilingual parents. She packed real bags for me this time with all of the things we purchased the other day and my toiletries now realizing the goal was my safety not to lose my virginity. I also
Lindsey Lindsey We get through dinner like last night, just asking questions and trying to figure each other out. He declines having a drink, saying he only does it on special occasions or at work events. I like that he doesn’t have to drink his stress away, he obviously works out in his gym for that. “Would you mind if I joined you for your workout in the morning? I’m really just a cardio bunny and I lift light weights, but it will give me something to look forward to.” I give him a soft smile. I don’t enjoy working out, but I like that working out allows me to have the dessert habit that I do maintain. It’s all about priorities. “I’ve never worked out with anyone before, I don’t know if I’ll be good company.” He says wit
Reece My alarm woke me at 5am and at first I was really confused and disoriented. Normally I’m a really light sleeper, but this morning I feel like I got the best deep sleep I ever have in my life. I start to move and feel a weight on my left arm and it’s actually tingling with that pins and needles sensation when you sleep in one position too long. I went to move it out from under whatever was holding it down, then I heard a small noise and Lindsey rolled over facing me burying her face in my chest. I wrap my arms instinctively around her, the tingling sensation completely forgotten. She is so tiny in my arms, but she fits perfectly. I place a kiss on the top of her head and take in the floral scent of her shampoo. “Hey,” I whisper. “It’s time to get up.” Part of me hopes she doesn’