Both Linux and Mara nodded at Tarrin’s rational explanation. “Though that does make more sense, it still doesn’t add up in the end because I am certain the owner of Brightstone would not take the chance of burning down a building that my uncle was using. Unless they were led by the leash or threatened.” Linux and Mara nodded in unison before Mara spoke, “Either way, it’s all tied. It has to be. I will see uncle this week and bug him for more details.” “No need. You can join us on Thursday. Since he wants to meet my assistant under the guise of an informal meeting, it only makes sense for you to be there.” “That's fine. Well, I am going to bed. Linux, you crashing here again?” “Maybe. Why?” Mara grinned evilly, “Good, you can make breakfast!” She turned away quickly and headed to her room before Linux could protest. “No fair!” Tarrin chuckled, “See, that’s what you get for eating her favorite snacks. Anyway, I’m heading to bed now, also. Clean your mess up.” Tarrin h
Tarrin got out as the attendant opened the door, “Mara, this afternoon, make sure you and Linux make it over to the,” he glanced at the attendant and bent down to talk through the window, “market, today.” Mara rolled her eyes and drove off to park the car. Once inside, Tarrin hurriedly went to the service desk to check for deliveries. He knew Josey probably forgot that duty. Carrying the packets of mail, he walked over to the elevator. A group of employees standing nearby started whispering, “Did you see who got out of the CEO’s car this morning, the contract employee,” one of them said, and another responded, “I know. Who is she? She isn’t very attractive. Maybe she begged him to give her a ride? Figures.” Tarrin glanced at them and realized three women were standing there giving him googly eyes. He smiled slightly and nodded before staring back at the elevator door. Again they started whispering as Tarrin watched the numbers go up and down on the elevator. “He’s so handso
The sound of Josey’s voice brought him out of the horrible past he was reliving. The phone call had triggered memories he’d wished he’d forgotten. “Um, Mr. Stormway?” Josey knocked on the office door and peeked in to see Tarrin standing between her and the desk holding his phone. The look on his face was like he’d just seen a ghost. Whispering, “Sorry to interrupt,” she crept past him but stopped when he firmly grabbed her arm. “Please, stand there for a moment.” She heard his voice tremble and responded softly, “Okay.” She looked at the folder in her hand, only wanting to set it on his desk. Josey suddenly worried that he stopped her because he was upset she interrupted his phone call. Peeking over her shoulder, she could see he’d lowered his phone, and the faint sound of a woman could be heard yelling from it, “Tarrin! Why are you ignoring me?” Josey watched as he lowered his face, staring at the carpet. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt. I figured this investm
The dizziness was starting to lessen as Josey headed to the breakroom. Her head and nose still hurt, but she didn’t dare take the day off. Opening the fridge, she went back to wondering who the woman was and why Tarrin was so affected by her., even though it was none of her business. “Just worry about yourself, Josephine,” she whispered and grabbed a bottle of water. As she walked back to the office, Tarrin opened the door inward and wouldn’t look at her, “I’m heading out for the day. If any calls come in, forward them to Mara if you can’t handle them. Also, email me a copy of the notes you typed up, and I will review them and send back my response to anything needed.” Josey nodded and handed him the water. “You keep it,” was all he said before heading to the elevator. Josey stood there for a moment facing his office door and then returned to her desk. Trying to focus on work, she opened her email and noticed she had over thirty emails from just 20 minutes ago. Taking a de
Tarrin had stalled the elevator long enough to give Josey time to head out of the building before exiting it and making the woman leave. She was a nightmare from his past, and it only took the threat of embarrassment in the building’s lobby to get her to leave. Luckily, Olana, the nightmare and daughter of the powerful cosmetics corporation FaceIT, left right as Mara was coming in. Tarrin quickly met up with her. “Head to security and do me a favor, check the cameras and make sure Olana left.” Mara just looked at Tarrin a moment and headed for the exit with sheer determination to kill on her face. Tarrin reached and grabbed Mara’s arm, “Mara, stop!” There were very few people that late in the large lobby entrance, but Tarrin lowered his voice. “You’ll only provoke her. I can’t stop her from coming on the premises, or Rex will have my ass. If you go after her and cause a scene, he will have your ass. The CEO of FaceIT is her father, who is friends with our uncle, remember?”
Josey lay in the living room late into the night. Her sister had come home and needed to study for a test, so Josey gave her the bedroom, figuring she couldn’t fall asleep and Emily would end up passed out with her nose in a book. The coat thing was still bothering her, so she checked the time and decided it wasn’t too late to text Jared. “Thank you, but you don’t need to buy me something so expensive. The coat is beautiful, but I could never afford to pay you back, so please swing by and pick it up when you can.” Before she could set her phone down, it chimed with a response. “?? Sorry, what coat?” Josey sat up and decided to call him. When he answered, she quickly said, “The coat you left on my doorstep, Jared, it’s too much. You don’t need to buy something as an apology. There isn’t anything to apologize for.” Even though he had been weird lately, she didn’t think an apology gift was necessary. “Sorry, but I didn’t buy you a coat. I had stopped by to bring flowers as an apo
The older man stepped forward and shook Mara’s hand, “Nice to meet you, my, your tall! My daughter is also very tall. Good for you!” Josey smiled at the comment he gave Mara, and then the older man turned to her and shook her hand but didn’t let go. Instead, he put his other hand over Josey’s and said quietly, “I remember you. Your parents used to bring you here a lot as a child. I heard what happened. I’m so very sorry, dear.” Josey’s eyes almost filled up with tears. She glanced at Tarrin, who was watching, so she tried to play it professionally, “Thank you, I appreciate that.” He just smiled and nodded before turning back to head inside. Josey didn’t remember him, but she was very young when she would come here and run between the rows of flowers, laughing as her mom would chase her. They were sweet memories she kept on a special shelf in her heart. When they all went inside, Josey noticed the place was very warm, and cushions were on the floor around a large square wooden ta
Tarrin had full intention of explaining to Josey that she was foolish in assuming he was acting that way because of his personal life. However, after he followed her through the plastic flaps, and stopped in his tracks. The sight of Josey crouched down petting a little dog as the sunlight coming through the glass panes around them took his breath away. His vision was keener than usual, and while the sunshine hit her face just right when she smiled, Tarrin couldn’t take his eyes off her. She looked like an angel, with her hair dangling loosely and the smooth edges of her white teeth noticeable as she laughed playfully with the small dog. Tarrin noticed the shade difference in each eyelash as the light danced on her smooth porcelain skin. Josey cooed at the dog, “Oh my, you’re just so stinking cute. What are you doing out here alone?” “Dumb dog doesn’t know to find somewhere to get warm.” Tarrin watched as she rolled her eyes and stood up. “Dogs aren’t dumb. Sometimes they don’t kn