Chapter 2.

Eddie’s POV

I was also surprised when I saw Amelia’s in her boss’s office but I maintained a perfect face. I had to talk to her privately since it’s been six years since I saw her. I knew she wouldn’t want to talk to me if I asked her but with the job I was giving to her agency, I used the job as an excuse to meet her privately and fortunately for me, her boss consented to the meeting.

She kept her distance from me the entire way to the restaurant, and I knew I deserved such cold treatment from her. The romantic feelings I had for her overwhelmed me, but I wasn't sure if they were genuine or if I just felt that way because I hadn't seen her in a long time. When we arrived at the restaurant, we both got out of the car. As we walked, I tried to hold her hand, but she moved away from me.

I looked at her and noticed her angry expression, which made me laugh. When we were dating, she was always frowning or pouting whenever I did something wrong to her.

“I missed the old day,” I muttered to myself.

“Did you say something?” She asked me.

“Did you still love me?” I asked her before I could even process what I had just said.

She froze for a while, almost losing her balance, of which I instantly went to her aid to support her. When she had regained her posture, she slapped away my hands.

“Keep on dreaming, Eddie. I have a man and I will never return to you,” she said and walked off without waiting for my response.

I chuckled to myself and chased after her, asking who her boyfriend was but she ignored me and continued walking. We finally settled in the restaurant, waiting for our food.

“What do you need to discuss with me? Is it about the menu you want me to prepare for your event?” She inquired, sounding and looking serious.

I only stared at her which I guessed made her uncomfortable as she looked away from me.

“Let’s talk about us, Amelia,” I said.

“It’s been six years and I knew that I wronged you. Can you at least give me a chance to apologize?” I asked.

“There is no us, Eddie and even if there was, that was six years ago. I have moved on and I know you have done the same. So let’s talk about business,” she said.

Just as I was about to apologize to her, the chef bought our food. Amelia was too focused on her food that she didn’t even want to listen to me. I smiled and then started eating as well. When we were done, she asked if I had some questions for her as it was already past her working hour and she had a date with her man.

“Well, I will be traveling back to New York next week and we will be traveling together for the event,” I said.

"I'm sure your agency sent you the menu list and the number of guests for you to prepare their meals," I added.

“I haven’t gone through the menu list but I’m confident that it is something I can pull off. But why would I travel with you?” She asked.

“Fine, if you don’t want to travel with me, you can just kiss this offer goodbye,” I said, trying to scare her and just as I thought, she instantly agreed to do so.

Six years ago, she had always been dreaming of becoming one of the best chef in the whole world and I knew she wouldn’t want to miss any opportunity that comes her way.

“Fine. Can I have your number in case I have other things to discuss with you?” I asked, stretching my phone to her.

She reluctantly took the phone from me, and a satisfied smile spread on my face as I watched her input her digits on my phone. She gave the phone back to me and teasingly I told her that I would save her number with “my love” with a love emoji.

“I don’t care!” She yelled out and then scrambled out of the restaurant without waiting for me.

I stood up to leave the restaurant, relieved that I had obtained her contact information. As I walked to my car, I texted my assistant, James, to change my flight to the following week and to book Amelia's flight as well. When he started nagging me about the amount of work I have at the company, I hung up on him.

I was supposed to return to New York City the next day to begin planning for my event as my investment would be ten years old next week. After meeting Amelia and learning that she would be in charge of cooking that day, I changed my mind and planned to travel with her to spend more time with her because I knew she wouldn't accept if I called her and asked us to meet on a regular basis, and I also wanted to know if she meant what she said about having a man.

I smiled the entire way back to the hotel where I was staying. I entered my room and laid back on my bed, thinking about the first time I met Amelia.

I met her while we were both students at Florida University. I had just finished a test and was upset because I knew I had not written the test well. I sat on a bench under a tree, exhausted and troubled, when Amelia appeared in front of me, beautiful and yet clumsy. Her smile instantly made me forget how sad I was, and then she greeted me, asking for permission to sit beside me while she waited for a friend.

I also smiled at her and told her she could sit next to me. She thanked me and sat down quickly. She took a drink and a snack from her bag and began eating. Just as I was about to ask her name, her friend that she was waiting for approached us, shouting her name.

"Amelia!"

A message interrupted my thoughts. My phone beeped, and I looked to see who it was.

It was an email from the company I was attempting to do business with, informing me that they had agreed to collaborate with me. I tossed my phone beside me and went to sleep, turning off the light.