LOGIN“We should watch the rest,” I tell him, though my voice is shaky. “No,” Miles says, more firmly. I breathe a sigh of relief. For my job, I know we have to hear it. But personally, I would like to go the rest of my life without even thinking about Edward Zimmer again. “The numbers are already u
Edward’s response comes in the form of a video message. Crystal set it up on the television on the wall, while Miles and I huddle closer to the screen. Miles holds tightly onto my hand. “Whatever happens. Whatever he says. We will stand against him and we will win,” he says. I believe him. Last
How could I say anything but yes? A thousand times over, yes, yes, yes. I’ve tried so hard since that first night, sleeping with Miles while thinking him a call boy, to not fall in love with him. Yet, as hard as I tried not to, my heart kept pulling me straight back to him. My love for Miles is so
We hold the press conference in front of the headquarters, setting up a podium outside the double doors. The news media organizations have been notified, so they send reporters and cameramen, who have set up around the podium. The release we sent out already told them that the conference would be
Later, I’m going to have to have a meeting and call in all the employees to discuss this. Their care is appreciated, but I need to be able to do my job. For now, though, it seems as if Crystal gets the hint. With a shallow nod, she continues her report. “Mr. Zimmer has been quiet since the inter
Garnar, knowing I was giving a difficult interview tonight, offered to watch the kids. Since they are at Garnar’s house, I expected the house to be empty when I finally returned. Instead, I see Miles’s car parked in my driveway and the additional security staked out around the premises. It’s a rel
For a long moment, we don’t say anything. We just stand side by side, looking out at the crowd gathered in the courtyard of the clubhouse. Amber’s there, searching around, presumably for Miles. Among the people, I also spot Garnar and Thea. They are dancing, like they don’t have a care in the world.
Back at her house, Cynthia pours me a tall glass of wine. I’ve already explained Miles and my entire encounter twice, but still she asks me, incredulously, “You told him no?”“Of course I did. I don’t need to tell you again how much of a bad idea it is for me to be spending any more time with Miles
“Oh, God, I don’t want to die.”I’ve wasted the past ten years of my life with a man who doesn’t – maybe never – loved me. I don’t want to waste another second. If I survive, I want to pursue a life of happiness and love.Unbidden, my thoughts slip to Miles. Of his mischievous smile. Of the strength
That he counts his helping me as something he truly believes in does tug at my heartstrings. But not enough to make me give in.“I don’t need your help, Miles,” I say. Thinking quickly, I know I need to say something else to fully seal this deal. “Why don’t you spend more time with Amber and not wor







