Paige hurried across the busy road to the other side where her boss's car was parked. Her heels clicking hard on the road, and opened the door stepping inside.
Her boss was looking out the window. At her presence he turned his head to look at her, and Paige presented her best smile. She still didn't know what Leonardo was doing here, at her apartment.
After that night in Montepulciano they had sex, Leo had brought her an after pill which she took. They didn't discuss their mad, passionate sex. Neither did they discuss the condom breaking. It was as if those two things didn't happen.
And the next few days, Leo was completely thrown into work, Paige barely saw him.
His family was trying to land an european investor which meant all hands on deck was required. And knowing Leo and how much he wanted the company, he put in more effort than was required. Which meant he left early in the morning and returned late at night.
Their path barely cros
In the elevator, Leo looked down at Paige, feeling tense. He felt like hugging her, kissing her, and doing so much more. It was choking him up inside. Because they were at the office and he could do none of that. Regardless of his behaviors in the past, Leo had never entertained such ideas in the office. Leaning into the elevator, Leo gripped his leather bag tightly and stole a glance at Paige. Paige was hugging one of her arms and smiling sheepishly oblivious to her environment, nor the torment within him. Leo wondered what she was thinking that was making her smile like that. He wanted to be a part of it. If he couldn't kiss her here, he could at least hold her hand, Leo thought as he reached out a hand to touch her when suddenly the elevator doors slid open, Leo retracted his hands. The noise startled Paige, and she turned and caught his stare. Leo swallowed as she turned those happy smiles towards him. Her eyes bright, and her plump li
"You and your boss seem close, are you friends?" Finn said as soon as he sat down in his seat. They were in a restaurant which Paige learned had opened recently. "I'm sure that's not why you brought me here." Paige smiled as she sat down. It has gotten darker since when they left Leo in the parking lot, but the chandeliers in the restaurant made everywhere seem bright. Paige looked around her. Most of the people in the restaurant were beautifully dressed in casual wear. She must admit she was the only one dressed in work clothes. It made her a little uneasy, but that was all. "You are right, that's not why I brought you here." She heard Finn say, and as soon as he finished saying that, he lifted a hand and signaled a waiter to come. When he turned, he smiled at Paige and reached for her hand. Paige withdrew her hand under the table. He stared at her but said nothing. "I have missed you. You left for Italy without informing me. I had wanted to see you."
Leo whooshed out a breath, his hand curling and uncurling around his sterling. Leo was in Paige's neighborhood. His Maybach S600 parked a little further down the street from Paige’s apartment. The color of his car blended in with the night. His windows reflected off light from the street lamps and occasionally from passing vehicles. "You can do this," Leo muttered to himself for the second time that evening. Pulling down the mirror in his car, he checked his tongue and then ran his hand across his hair. He was going to ask Paige out this evening, that was why he was so nervous. He had fixed his appearance thrice since he arrived here. Stepping out of his car, Leo inhaled deeply. Holding a bouquet of red tulips. Some younger girls who were hailing a taxi saw him. One of them pointed at his hand and then whispered to her friend. It was obvious they were gossiping about him, but Leo didn't care, as he walked purposefully towards Paige's apartment.
"What was that about?" "What was what about?" “I don’t know.” Paige threw her hands up in the air. "How about, how all of a sudden you said I should hug you back that it’s the least I can do since I promised you four dates? I hadn't realized you would be requesting for things like that. If I had known…" "You would have declined," Finn said with certainty and calmness that paused Paige. "Yes… maybe that." "That was why I didn’t tell you,"Finn muttered. "Look Paige, I know I shouldn't have made you hug me. It just sorts of happened." By now he was looking so hopeless, Paige didn't want to look at him. "Haven’t you ever loved someone that you so wished, even if for one second they could reciprocate your feelings? Even if it’s just to hug you back. You told me you love your boss. Surely you know whatam talking about.” “I know, but if I let you hug me now, next thing you will be requesting to kiss me. It sort of makes me
Ready to greet Leo, Paige dashed outside but to her surprise, saw no one. Paige's brows puckered in a frown and she turned around in confusion. That was when she spotted the bouquet of red tulips lying on the front door. How had she missed it? With hesitant steps, Paige walked to the front door and picked it up. Her heart beating wildly against her chest. And searched around for a note, but found none. Again, she turned around in confusion, tulips in hand as though she expected Leo to materialize before her. Once again, she was disappointed. Her baby blue eyes became bright, and she felt like cursing out in frustration. And in that moment of desperation and weakness, and longing, she fished out her phone and dialed Leo's number. He picked up on the first ring. Oblivious to the torment going on within Paige "Hello." His voice low and throaty, and filled with surprise at getting a call from her.
"Oh, my baby." Naomi spread her arms, and Paige rushed into it, sobbing. “Naomi, what am I going to do?" Her friend was gentle with her. "What do you mean? You tell the man, of course." Paige drew away from her friend’s shoulder, wiping her eyes. "I can't do that." "Why not? Aren't you in love with him?" Paige refused to speak. "Paige?" “I’m, but if he finds out am with child, he is going to insist on marrying me." "Why do I get the feeling you don't want that?" Naomi's eyes narrowed. Paige gave a humorless laugh. Trust her friend to read her emotions correctly. "Yes, I don't want that," Paige said, wiping her eyes fiercely. Like a woman whose determination had suddenly been born. "Don't you see it? He feels obligated to marry me. We had one reckless night of passion and I got pregnant. Like the gentleman he is, he feels obligated to take responsibility by offering marriage. I don't begrudge him for want
Neatly dressed in a champagne-colored three-piece suit, his brown hair sleeked back and away from his face revealing the harsh lines of his face and that out-thrust jaw. Four to five balloons with the inscription ‘get well soon’ held together with the flowers. Paige's mouth dropped open as she recalled she had told him she couldn’t make it to the office because she was sick. Was that why he was here? Because he thought she was sick?" He must have bought those balloons off the street on impulse. It didn’t seem his style. “Are you going to let me in?” His mouth curved to the side with a gentle smile. His voice, low and thick with his accent. “Ah… yes,” Paige blushed and stepped away from the door. Forgetting Finn was inside her apartment. It wasn’t until Leo paused a little farther from the living room with a haunted expression on his face that Paige realized what she had done. She hurried over to Leo immediately, and he turned his head to h
Few hours later, in the high rise office building. Leonardo stared unseeingly at his laptop screen for the umpteenth time that day. He couldn’t get past the look on Paige's face when he had left. He was convinced he had said something to ruin her mood. If not, how then does someone suddenly go from a good mood to close to crying? He can’t seem to figure it out, no matter how hard he had tried to look at it from every angle. Glancing at the adjacent office, where Paige should have been occupying now had she not been sick, Leo allowed his gaze to linger there, conjuring her image. He wanted to call Paige and find out how she was fairing but he couldn’t. That was his problem, and the reason he couldn't say or do so many things he wanted to do. He always felt like he was smoldering her. Drumming his fingers on his desk, Leo sighed as he remembered the man he had seen at her apartment today. He Couldn’t believe he had been tricked by Finn, or that he d