ArtemisI hesitate outside of Blue's room feeling a strange surge of concern for her. After what she told me...something changed. She wasn't just a random woman I picked to play a role in my life. She was a real person with a past and from what it sounds like, possibly a bad one. She was in foster care. What happened to her in the system? Suddenly I want to know everything about her. What happened to not caring? I told myself to keep my distance from the woman I would marry so I wouldn't have to deal with the mess of a relationship, but I don't know what that means now. From one conversation with a mysterious woman, I've only just met my whole plan has been thrown out. Maybe because she isn't like most women I know. It's not just the blue hair, it's more than that. I have never been interested in getting to know people. My mind is constantly wrapped up in my work. The only reason Alan and I are friends is that he was the one to keep that connection alive. He is an extreme extrovert
BlueI stand in front of the mirror and see a girl playing dress up looking back at me. It's blindingly obvious that these sorts of clothes don't suit me. My hair is a bright blue sign saying this businesswoman look isn't me. Also, it doesn't hide some of the scars I have. One in particular. It's a section of round burn marks from when one of my foster dads put a cigarette out on my skin a few times as punishment. I was too little at the time to fight back and too scared to try. For the most part, I don't notice it and it's easy to forget some of the dark moments of my past, but this outfit highlights all my worst parts. It's unflattering and...off. Still, Abigail thinks it would be a good idea to wear it, so I'll follow her advice. I would prefer people not to make horrible comments about my looks if I'm going to be in the spotlight from now on. I'm hoping that once Artemis and I are married...if we get married...Who am I kidding? I'm accepting his dumbass deal. What the heck? It
BlueThe view is amazing from Artemis's office. I don't think I haven't had the chance to see Seattle like this. It's breathtaking even with the dark clouds steadily rolling in. His office on the other hand looks very...professional. There isn't a hint of anything personal anywhere in the room. No pictures of family or diplomas like you see in most offices. It's a lot of brown and black with a pale grey wall and wood accents. It sort of reminds me of what you would expect an old man's den would look like.I'm not surprised, to be honest. He seems to like control and this room allows him to become the center of everyone's attention. The air around him screams authority and I guess that's enough to fill this space. Still, if I had a say he would at least have some colorful pillows. Even something like a soft cream color would do a lot for this place. "Who decorated your office?" I ask moving away from the window. I can feel his eyes following and soon I hear his footsteps as well. "
ArtemisBlue and I are both breathing hard. I realize too late what I just said and I hate that I lost control like that. Actually, I hadn't been thinking when I said it. My mouth blurted it out before I knew what I was saying. Shit. Then because I can't seem to control myself around her, my eyes travel down her body taking in every detail that I have yet to see. When I bumped into her she was wearing a baggy sweatshirt and loose jeans. Somehow Abigail had bought her clothes that fit her almost perfectly and is giving me a good idea of the body that hides beneath them. "Those clothes look wrong on you." I blurt out. Blue looks down at her outfit and blows out a breath. "Yeah I thought so too, but I didn't have anything else. Plus Abigail went through the trouble to bring it so I didn't want to waste them. Plus she said it would give me a better image in the press since my last photos were less than appealing." She said what?"Why would that matter?" I ask her knowing full well w
Blue Artemis watches me through the window of the car until I can't see him anymore. Something happened just as he was about to follow me. One second he'd been holding my hand and it felt...nice. He seemed so set on going somewhere with me to buy clothes and as much as I hate admitting it, I wanted him to come. I never did things like that with anyone. Honestly, I didn’t spend much time with anyone at all. Bucky hangs out with me for about an hour every night and although nice, it didn’t feel like eating with Artemis did. I feel surprisingly comfortable with him. We should have a level of comfort between us if we'll be married, but it felt easier than I expected especially since we don't know each other. Don’t get me wrong, the man has some serious personality flaws, but it’s nothing I can't handle. I've had to deal with my share of personality-stunted men. “Miss?” My mind had been too distracted to notice one of the men in the front seat had been talking to me. “I’m so sorry. Wha
ArtemisAfter I make it back to my office I call Abigail in to cover the emails we hadn't gotten around to discussing. Most of them are pretty standard requests for services that we file away for when we have an opening in our schedule. Every once in a while my mind drifts to Blue's face when I handed her my credit card. It was stupid to give something so expensive to a woman I barely know, but for some reason I trust her. Besides I get an alert to any transactions from the card which have to also be approved by me personally before it is processed completely. I can't be too careful with a credit card that valuable. I had expected Blue to be okay with me staying behind after taking it but she looked disappointed. Is it too much to hope she was disappointed because I wasn't going with her or is that selfish? I freaked out. Did it hurt her to see me pull back from her? "Mr. Rhodes?" Abigail's voice cuts through my waring thoughts. I needed to focus and Blue was making it difficult b
Blue I am done with this day. I'm happy to say it's been a while since I've had such a stressful day. The doctors must have given me something at the hospital because there is no way I would have made it through all this with no anxiety attack by now.Does Artemis have to deal with this all the time? As soon as we got to the hotel I needed to be alone. My brain is so overstimulated that sleep is the only thing I can think about. Bryant and Dane are nice enough to understand my request and told me they would be in the main area in case I need anything. I didn't bother asking which room would be mine out of the two in the suite. This one looked the most comfortable so I chose it and claimed it as mine at least until Artemis gets here. If he kicks me out then I'll settle for the other room with a good amount of pouting. I'm not above trying.A knock comes about an hour later and I figure it's Bryant attempting to feed me again so I call for him to come in. I don't look to see if it's
BlueFor the first time in my life, I don't dream. My sleep is so peaceful that I wonder if I'm asleep at all. I feel so comfy and warm that I snuggle deeper into the soft bed and sigh happily. Something suddenly tightens around my waist and I think maybe I'm dreaming and a snake just wrapped me in its coils and is going to eat me alive. Then I realize how crazy that is and throw that thought out. Another thought comes to mind and my eyes fly open. The room is still mostly dark but a sliver of light shines through. I feel strong arms around me and I realize the warmth I was feeling was coming from body heat. From Artemis's body! He's spooning me right now and since he hasn't tried to move away from me I'm assuming he's asleep and doesn't realize it. The smart thing to do would be for me to carefully try to remove one of his arms so I can roll away and pretend this never happened. It was a plan firmly planted in my mind until the door to our bedroom flies open and hits the wall. The