Her thoughts drifted back to Timothy. It was almost impossible to stop thinking about him. Right now, her body seemed to heat up about five degrees just by the mere thought of him. She shook away her thoughts. If she was going to do this, it had to be done professionally and that sucked, because there was definitely nothing professional about the way her body reacted when she thought about him. _______________ "There you are!" Katherine Kavell-Packard said when she saw her son walk into the room. "I was beginning to think that you wouldn't come after you promised me that you would. I would have been so upset. Come have a seat. Thankfully the food is still hot. Why are you so late? And please don't tell me you were stuck in the office. I'm tired of hearing that excuse." "I'm sorry, mom," Timothy said as he kissed his mother on the cheek before he sat down. "I was working and lost track of time" Katherine stared at him for a few seconds before she said, "That's a lie" as if she cou
Jensen looked genuinely surprised. "Of course I don't think that," he said quickly. "Believe me, I would never think that. It's the last thing on my mind. I do trust you with the company one hundred percent and If I had any issue regarding the way you handled things, I would let you know immediately not cut you off."“So why didn’t you?”“I guess i was worried that you say no when you found out that Chloe was involved…I know things didn’t really go well for the both of you”Katherine sighed with relief. "Well, wasn't that easier and much better?" she asked. "You both just like to make things unnecessarily harder for each other. It's situations like this that make me wish Deanie was home so I could at least get a little break from the both of you. I will never be able to understand you men. I miss my little girl"Jensen smiled at his wife and leaned back in his chair, then said to Tim, "So are you going to ask me the question you really want to ask? Or are we just going to ignore the f
The structure gleamed beautifully against the rays of the sun. At night, Lights from within and those reflected from surrounding buildings bathed it in a stunning silhouette that drew awed gasps. But this morning, his pride and joy paled in comparison to his interest in the silver car idling in the designated parking space beneath the wide double portico of the building.Parked a dozen feet behind it, Timothy watched Chloe Gilbert step out, her long, shapely legs extending in that way that only models and trained dancers could execute without appearing pretentious or awkward. Her heels were a shiny rose-gold color that drew attention to her delicate ankles.He suddenly had this wild image of gripping those ankles, spreading her thighs and baring her wet pussy to his hungry gaze. Years ago when they were together, they had never gone past kissing and making out... Neither of them had been ready for more back then, but now.....His thoughts had taken a crazy turn, and he knew he should s
The doors opened and, relieved, Timothy stepped out and led her down the hallway and finally, to his office where he offered her a chair before walking to the other side of the office where he poured himself a cup of coffee."Coffee?" he asked her.“Yeah sure. We can drink and talk,” she said. “I’m not using props or anything, and I planned it to be more conversational than a formal presentation.”He nodded approvingly, and moved to his chair in front of her. “Great. Let's get started then.”There was a moment of transition where they sipped their coffee in silence before Chloe shut off everything but the task at hand. This was her career and she knew she was damn good at it. She hadn’t gotten to where she was and survived the pitfalls without the ability to put her game face on in the face of adversity.“I studied your last ad campaign, and I believe your company is missing a huge segment of its target audience.” she began.Timothy blinked, set his mug down and stared across at her.
“Then I’d say you’ve got your pitch appointment, Chloe. I’m very impressed with what you’ve had to say. If your presentation delivers on the promise of your ideas, it’s something our company will be very excited about.”Though she had every confidence in her ability to win him over, his enthusiasm gave her a wicked thrill. She was forced to play it cool and smile politely as she thanked him, but on the inside she was doing an insane victory dance. She had phone calls to make. Evan would need to know so they could start preparing. They’d want to do mock-ups of the advertising and have it prominently displayed on the television monitors in the Golden gates reception area. On the day she’d give Timothy her presentation, Golden gates would be all about Packard Enterprises. No one else would exist in the time frame Timothy was present in their offices.“You have to tell me how you managed to get Bryce Collins to agree to talk to us,” Timothy said as he sipped from his mug and then pushed i
It wasn't that he regretted staying, He didn't. He loved his family and just didn't want to go too far away from them, but there were times when his parents... Especially his mother, could be a bit meddlesome. Just like she was doing right now. This was like the hundredth time this evening, that she had mentioned how close he and Chloe used to be, and she wouldn't stop going on and on about it. Not that he was still upset with Chloe, he wasn't, but that didn't mean that he wanted to be reminded that once upon a time, he had loved her.The fact that it had happened a long time ago didn't change the fact that he had been terribly Hurt after their relationship had ended. Back then he had been naive, open, inexperienced and soft. Realizing that his high school sweetheart and best friend hadn't cared as much as he did about their relationship had been almost too much to take, and he sincerely wished his mother would stop talking about how cute they were together. Of course they were cute.
Chloe rolled her eyes, still angry about what had happened inside the house. She knew she had to leave before she said something she would regret. The last thing she wanted was to lose the account she just got with Packard Enterprises because she lost her temper..... But hell, she had a lot to say and she would spill if she didn't leave now."I'm sorry" Timothy said again.She didn't reply. As far as she was concerned, he could take his apology and go straight to hell, but despite her ignoring him, he still didn't leave."I'm sorry" Timothy repeated. "That was way out of line and I shouldn't have said it."She turned to look at him, her face expressionless. She wouldn't let him know how much his actions affected her. She wasn't going to give him that satisfaction. "Apology accepted," she replied. "Can I leave now or do you have more hurtful things to say?"He didn't move. "You are still mad," he said softly. "I already apologized"This was the part where she was supposed to shut up, a
Evan Reese was tall and leanly built, though not scrawny. Rangy, that was the word. He had the look of a man who spent his life outdoors. A well-to-do man, though not born to money. He had met his wife, Christina when she used to own a food truck, and after two failed attempts, had finally found the guts to ask her out on a date.Christina had accepted to go out with him because she liked him. She liked his sense of humor and the way he looked too. A strong-featured face, the deep-set gray-blue eyes crinkled at the corners, framed by dark lashes. His hair was black, cut far too short to be fashionable. A practical style. What on earth did a man like him see in a woman like her? Christina had wondered. If any other stranger had tried to strike up a conversation with her and ask her out on any other day, she’d have spurned him. Maybe the fates had indeed intervened to bring two kindred spirits together, in which case it would be unwise of her not to follow their lead, so she had accepte