Kieran seen the interaction between the two, along with Mr. Jim. The older gentleman scowled as they watched the direction that Kenji went in. The two of them went on their way discussing Emma Jean’s promotion. Kieran seemed to be more excited than Mr. Jim.
Kenji headed to the locker room. He had mistakenly brought his notebook from the car with him. His shift was about to start so he couldn’t run back to tuck it under the seat. He was forced to put it in his locker until the end of the shift. There were several men in the locker room changing into their uniforms and noticed the notebook in his hand. Kenji was about to head to the conference room when he heard Mr. Jim call his name. Someone had told him about the notebook that he had with him. Kenji sighed when he knew what he had done.
Mr. Jim escorted Kenji to the main office with the notebook, so that Dallas could make sure there was no breach of contract. Kenji sighed as softly as possible. He knew there was no w
It was her first day as the CEO, Emma Jean walked into the board room clad in all black. A black blouse, suit jacket, skirt and stilettos. The room felt oppressive with sadness. Kieran followed behind her carrying a planner and blackberry. Several of the board members were sniffling and wiping their faces. Emma Jean reached the front of the long table with a forced smile on her face. She sighed before speaking..“This was not the way I wanted to take over the company.” Her voice cracked in the middle of her speech. Tears welled in her eyes. “But daddy fought for two years against cancer so we all should be … we all should rejoice that he died happy and surrounded by everyone he loves.”The all nodded in agreement. It was harder on Emma Jean than it was on them. Kieran could see she was trying to keep it together. This was the next day after Dallas Scott’s funeral. It’s been a week since he died from stage 3 prostate cancer. He could tell Emma wanted to be anywhere but there in
Emma Jean was in the office when Kieran knocked on her door. He popped his head inside with a determined smile. “EJ come on it’s after six. I have a surprise for you so get your little tushy out of that seat and let me drive you home.”She didn’t even look up when she responded to him, “I have a mountain of work to get through I can’t at the moment.”“Hmm so you say.” Kieran entered the office, walking over to her desk. The papers in her hand were placed on her desk. He grabbed both of her hands pulling her up to him. She pressed a hand against his chest to push him away. “EJ, you need to go home. I won’t take no for an answer. Besides, I know you’ll like what I have set up for you.”She sighed, giving in to his demand. “Alright, alright. You should let a person grieve the way they want to you know.”“That maybe the case but you either hole yourself up in your house alone ignoring the world or whatever else I don’t know. I’m trying to be there for you Little Miss Emma Je
It was noon by the time the two of them were settled in with their drinks and pizza. Kieran had poured her a cup of White peach and Rosemary vodka, no ice. It was a new flavor of grey goose and he knew she would want to try it. Kieran handed her the cup waiting for her reaction to the new flavor. His eyes stared at her intensely as he took a gulp of his Jack Daniel’s whiskey. It was Tennessee Fire his favorite one. A hint of spiciness but went down smooth. He held his cup at his lips as she took her first drink. The way her eyes looked awe-struck then closed in appreciation. She looked to him as beautiful as she did when they first met at a frat party. Emma Jean opened her eyes to see Kieran staring at her, her cheeks felt hot from the bashfulness she felt. “What are you looking at so intently? And why does this taste like peaches?” He held a smile on his lips that could be seen from behind the cup. “I figured you might like it. Is that so bad?” “No, but I ho
They settled against each other bare skin wrapped in his large blanket. The movie still going until she could her the familiar thrum of a guitar. The words were barely detectable but Emma Jean didn’t need the words to know exactly what song was being played at that moment. She pulled the blanket closer around herself feeling the sadness building up. Kieran could feel the way her body was going stiff against his chest. He strained his ears to hear what could be causing it when the movie was just about over. He picked up on the soft words she sang along to the music. He knew then that she wasn’t alright. “Wake me up, Say enough is enough, I'm dying to live. Something's gotta give, Pull me out of this sinking town. I'm dying to live, Something's gotta give.” He pulled her closer into him hoping to let his body heat seep into her skin. There were no words he could say at that moment. He knew she needed to get it out of her system. This was the song she and Dallas
Emma Jean turned her head to the side, trying to avoid his gaze. It wasn’t fair to him that she was using him this way but, any pain was better than the pain she was feeling deep within her soul. She could tell even through his fumbling that he was treating her like she was precious. The idea that he wanted to be gentle with her didn’t cross her mind. She assumed it was because he was concerned about what to do with a woman’s body and worried how this will affect their friendship. She spread her legs thinking he needed the help. Kieran had kissed down to the top of her panties, with her legs spread he kiss her inner thigh. He felt her shudder under his lips. His finger poked at her nub. Her back arched at the contact. His face buried against her mound. Inhaling her essence, he kissed her southern lips through the satin material. Emma Jean felt herself wetting her panties. Whether it was her natural juices or his saliva it made it feel better. “Are you sure?”
Kieran laid on the floor with his hand over his forehead panting. He smiled knowing after several years of being by her side he was able to show her just how much he cared for her. Kieran soon drifted off to sleep with the same smile plastered on his face.Emma Jean woke up just after noon. Sitting up to stretch in her bed, she felt her body creaking from the night she had previously. “I am not as young as I used to be. That made no sense to drink and dance or even do that with Kieran. Oh God I had sex with Kieran!!!” She covered her face with both her hands trying to hold back the scream she wanted to release. They actually did it and he was terrible. How can she tell him that? She shook her head trying to shake off the memory. Her thoughts were running a mile a minute. Pretend she didn’t remember. That was the only way to save their friendship and to not hurt his feelings. She did wonder how he could be so bad at sex? All of the amazing drunken sex sto
Emma Jean dressed in black skin jeans and a billowy white top. She grabbed her leather jacket from her closet. Normally she would try to attempt to be more adult like and responsibly dressed. It was truly a shock she could still fit into these jeans after a couple years. They truly were made well.Heading downstairs she seen that the car was turned in and waiting for her. Her driver got out to open the door for her. Kieran must have told him she would be going to see her mother. It took her about an hour and a half to clean and get ready. Maybe he didn’t turn the car on until he heard her close the door. Either way with the way her head and body felt she was grateful for the car.The driver gave a slight bow before helping her inside. The cool leather seats felt good against the fabric pressing into her skin. She closed her eyes to enjoy the ride. “Do you know where we’re going?”“Yes, ma’am. I familiarized myself with all of your regular destinations.”“Impr
The two women left the opulent home. Instead, of going with the driver Emma Jean decided to take her mother’s car, the Mercedes. This was going to be her first time being in the new car. Rowan received the car as a thirty-fifth anniversary gift. Rowan headed towards the driver seat but Emma jean ushered her into the passenger side. Waving her driver off from behind the steering the left. This was to be the first time in her life she would be treating her mom to a spa day and dinner. The first ten minutes of their drive was quiet, slightly uncomfortable. Rowan turned to look at Emma jean, seeing just how much she looked like Dallas, of course she could see a lot of herself in Emma Jean too. “Did you say you slept with Kieran?” Emma jean was quiet causing Rowan to ask again. “Emma Jean? You did, didn’t you?” The car slowed down at a stop light giving Emma Jean a chance to look her mother in the eyes. “We were drunk. I pretended I didn’t remember a thing