Come morning, they had docked in Juneau. Z and Rai enjoyed a quick meal in his cabin before taking the cruiser to shore.A driver picked them up and they now sat beside each other in silence. Z took her hand, rubbing it gently with his thumb. “You’re very quiet this morning,” he said.She managed a smile but it didn’t reach her eyes. “I’m a bit tired, I suppose.”“Would you prefer to rest?” She shook her head. “No.”“I think you’re going to like what I have planned today.”She didn’t reply and Z was growing tired of her melancholy mood. How long were they going to dance around the muck of emotions between them? “Talk to me.”She sucked in a breath, feigned a smile, and asked, “What are we doing today?”Her steel-gray eyes were a perfect match to the light-gray sweater she wore. It was an elegant number with pale blue cable stitching down each side, accentuating her long torso and slender figure. Blue jeans completed the outfit. He was glad to see she had worn better shoes for th
After a full day of touring museums and the local pub, Rai and Z returned to his cabin.He had a meat and cheese platter delivered to his room, along with fresh fruit and a bottle of Borolo. She dried her hair as she strolled from the bathroom to find Z staring out of the open window. The sea breeze carried his scent. Without a word, she sat on a chair beside him. He handed her a glass of wine.They drank in continued silence. Neither of them were very hungry; either because of the beer and hog wings they ate earlier or the dismal mood clouding their evening. It was their last night, and she didn’t want it to end.“I had a good time, today,” she said, hoping to lighten his spirits.The smile on his face brightened his response. “That was my goal, sweetling.”Sweetling, she repeated internally. No one had ever called her that before. Just then, she felt that old familiar pang in the pit of her chest. “Z, perhaps I should stay in my cabin tonight. Both of—”“No!” His sharp reply ma
Rai reached for her ipad. There was a new message from Z:Thank you.She thought about replying, reaching for the pendant he had given her for comfort. Let him go, she told herself, rubbing the smooth stone. Do not reply. As if her fingers had their own agenda, she replied with a smiling emoticon.Not feeling much like eating, she ordered coffee and a bagel to be delivered to her room. Already the day felt empty without Z. Was he still sleeping? She wondered.Her phone chimed with a new incoming message. Her heart skipped a beat, hoping the message was from Z.Hey Kiddo. How were your “two days?”Not Z, but Anna was a much-needed distraction.Great. I had a fantastic time.Did you get lucky?Irrelevant. How are my plants?Irrelevant? Seriously!I think one of your herbs might make it.Hmm, okay.Are you ready for your big event?Not really. Sue from HR asked me to attend the awards ceremony, but I’m not sure why. I’m just a contractor and these awards are for employees.
Dressed in a pearl-grey gown with sparkling accents, Rai made her way to the formal ballroom where the awards were taking place. Going to these types of events were never her preference. Too many people, and too much movement of things on the table. She never knew what was placed before her, or even what fancy cups posed as possible accidents. It was best to keep her hands close and not reach for anything.She turned the corner and felt overwhelmed by the rush of activity cluttering the foyer. Not really knowing which way to go, she stood quietly and listened for clues.“Rai,” a friendly, familiar voice chimed. It was Sue from HR. “I’ve been keeping my eye out for you. Haven’t seen you at all this week.”“I’ve kept busy, I assure you.”“Good, good.” She took Rai’s hand. “Come. I have a seat for you.”Rai allowed the portly woman to lead her clumsily through the thick throng of co-workers to a chair near the end. Gauging by the sound of conversation, she concluded that she was the
Damn her! why did women always have to lie? Gideon paced his suite back and forth with a glass of Bourbon in his hand. Rai had left before the awards ceremony and never returned for the dance. In a sense, he was relieved.Why hadn’t he’d known she worked for him? Seven years and he never saw her face even once. How many others worked for him without his knowing? He would have to have a talk with Sue.He downed his drink and stared at his phone. No messages from Rai; no explanation, excuse, or pleading. With frustration, he tossed his phone onto the couch where Rai had once sat, barefoot and cross-legged. His heart beat with an emptiness for which he had only himself to blame. This is what happened when he got too close to someone. He was foolish to think Rai was any different.It didn’t matter. Come morning, he would never see her again. Funny how that thought made his body tremble. He poured himself another drink and fought the urge to visit Rai in her cabin. What would he say to h
A squealing woman ran toward Rai as she stepped out of the elevator.“You’re home!” Anna wrapped her arms around Rai and rocked her as if she were a puppy. “Come on, I want to hear all about it.” She took Rai’s luggage and practically drug her down the hall.While Rai put her things away and settled into a comfy pair of sweats and crocheted slippers, Anna made them both coffee and brought out a tray of bear claws. She spent so much time in Rai’s flat, they should have been roomies. Anna’s flat was only two doors down, but she had a studio whereas Rai’s place had two rooms and a large living space that overlooked the water and ferry terminals.Bremerton was a convenient place to live. It was within walking distance to the Seattle ferry and had a great bus system. It enabled Rai to get to just about everywhere she needed to go.“Okay,” said Anna, settling down on the couch. “Spill. I want to hear all about this man you met.”Rai tucked her feet under crossed legs and held the warm c
Three days passed and still there was no message from Sue? The message was delivered, right?Rai checked her Sent folder one more time. Yep, the message was there. She drummed her fingers over the desk top, then took a swig of her tea. Perhaps Sue was taking some time off after the cruise? Yes, that had to be it.Her Calendar program chimed and Oliver announced an event, “Mandatory meeting at TCL today at 11:00am, Balboa room.”Mandatory meeting? She opened the meeting event and looked for the originator: TCL was all it said. There were no other invitees, only her. How strange. She declined without suggesting a new time.The only time she ever went into the Taylor Cruise Line office was for mediation. She never attended the staff meetings.Another invitation for the same meeting chimed through. She pressed a key sequence and Oliver read the time: 7:00 o’clock am. She would have to catch the 10:00 ferry to make it on time. Doable, but not preferable. Perhaps one of her clients had
If Rai had not have met Alison in the elevator, the 12:20 ferry would be sailing away and Rai would have had to wait an hour for the next one. Alison’s generous offer to give her a ride had saved valuable time. She was still fuming about wasting the day on a worthless meeting that could have been conducted over the phone. What was Gideon thinking?She had not expected him to reject her resignation, nor had she appreciated his demand that she stay. He may be the CEO of Taylor Enterprises, but he did not have control over her. She’d had enough of controlling men. The scent of him still lingered on her clothes, or was it merely her imagination? It was time to let Gideon Taylor go for good. Like slow poison, he would eventually kill her spirit—just like Cliff.The next two weeks were quiet. Rai had picked up some freelance work, though she really didn’t need the money. She made enough to survive through her retainers and other small gigs. Tonight, she and Anna were volunteering at the YM