The hotel room was just as lavish and chic as I expected, but I decided not to bask in it for now. Instead, I flopped tiredly on the soft surface of the king sized bed, gazing at the picture-perfect raindrops bouncing off the window beside me. As my eyes began to flutter closed, an ambush of memories come flooding back to me.I could picture the way her long blonde hair used to trail down her back. I would gaze into her big, crystal blue eyes and pat the white hat lying neatly on her head. I would watch the way her eyes crinkled with laughter whenever something funny happened, or the way her cheeks turned pink when she was embarrassed. I could see his dark mustache and short curly hair, the way it stuck up so funnily after I ruffled it. I could cry wholeheartedly into his chest all night, but he wouldn't ever tell me to go away. I could see the little dark-haired boy that he dragged to school every morning, the same boy who was sent to bed without dinner most nights for misbehaving,
I woke up with a start and that awful feeling that developed in the pit of ones stomach when you were not sure that you had woken up slowly subsided as my eyes gradually adjusted to the sunlit hotel room around me.The events of last night came back to me gradually as I brushed my teeth and took a quick shower, and although they were all as clear as day in my mind, I knew I would still have to hear it all from Nicholas first before I would actually believe they happened. I quickly slipped a dress over my head, grabbing my white flats and a pair of sunglasses to match as I combed through my hair. Once I was finished with putting on some makeup, I suddenly realized I didn't actually know where we were meeting up today. Nicholas did but he didn't tell me because he assumed we would be sharing a hotel room.What could have happened if we had?I shivered at the direction my thoughts were heading to. After scanning the entire room thoroughly, I managed to locate my phone and as I picked it
I glanced up at him and despite the fact that every inch of me was aching just thinking about it, I did the right thing. I pulled my arm away from his hold and narrowed my eyes at him before I spoke. "You live an awful lifestyle and the sooner you realize that, the better."I set my jaw to distract myself from the constricting of my throat as I turned and walked away from his frozen figure. But I didn't head back to the table. I didn't even want to stay in the same restaurant as him. I stormed right out of the front door and across the wooden patio. I didn't care if I had lost my job. I just didn't want to see his face again.Tears were brimming in my eyes, causing my vision to blur drastically as I refused to blink and let them fall. Barely a second passed before Nicholas walked outside as well, striding up to me with purpose as I picked up the pace of my walking."Ophelia. Ophelia, please listen to me..."He received a harsh slap on the back of his hand when he tried to grab my wrist
I pulled the zipper of my skirt up speedily, feeling the nervous excitement already bubbling up inside of me at the prospect of finally getting out of this hotel room and actually interacting with other human beings.According to an overly formal email from Nicholas, the corporate event we were attending tonight was not ridiculously black-tie, but I only dressed to impress around that man, so my lot cut, bold red crop top and figure hugging black skirt seemed like the perfect choice. It would come off like sort of a subtle 'this is what you missed out on' statement.A knock on the door told me that I had taken as long as I could, getting ready, so I grabbed my purse and phone speedily before going out of the door. The person I saw standing at the bottom of the staircase nearly sent me toppling backward again. I seemed to forget how strikingly handsome Nicholas was too often for my own good, and I also knew that my stunned reaction didn't go unnoticed by Shane, or any of the others for
I checked my phone, sighing in annoyance when I saw that it was hardly 8 PM yet and I was already getting rather desperate to leave. It was not that the event in itself wasn't entertaining or anything, because it most definitely was. There was an array of amazing fireworks going off at every strike of the hour and the various singers and bands arriving to perform on the enormous stage set up at the front of the field, but because I had already had to converse with three guys in a rather rude manner because they were either drunk and confused, or clearly had intentions that didn't involve a light-hearted conversation.Just as I was thinking about all that, I felt a warm hand land on my shoulder and I wheeled around to see a tall man peering down at me. Even in the dim lighting of the evening, I could see his spiky dark hair and glazed over eyes that screamed that he was drunk.Yes, definitely drunk, I thought."Hello, beautiful," he slurred, but just as I opened my mouth to reply, a ro
"Mr. Kendrick, sir."Nicholas's eyes were stone hard and I realized that what I was witnessing right now was CEO Nicholas, not the slightly softer version that I knew, but the version that got him where he was today."Are they both family?""Yes, obviously," he replied sternly and after a final suspicious glance down at me, the men walked away without another word of objection."What is this place? And why do I have to be 'family'?" I asked, placing air quotes around the word, family, before I pulled Nicholas's hand roughly from around my waist. His eyebrows furrowed and l assumed he also realized what he just did, but he replied coolly nonetheless. Olivia raced off after her parents, beckoning enthusiastically for us to follow."Only certain people can can get in here, Ophelia," he said simply as we followed his sister as she bounded cheerily across the room.Certain people, huh?I realized that we were being led into what looked like a mini first-aid section, and I wondered briefly
The red lipped woman who checked my boarding pass had a small fit when she read the name printed across it. "Kendrick?" she asked skeptically, scanning me up and down rather unprofessionally as she scanned my ticket too which made me to snatch it from her grasp instantly. "Yes!" I snapped back, trying not to feel offended by how disbelieving she was that I could be associated with the name, Kendrick. Already feeling a monstrously bad mood setting in, I slumped down in my seat with the sole intention to sulk for an hour. The first class area was obviously incredibleThe leg room was equivalent to that of two economy seats put together, and I was pretty sure that the seat reclined into a completely horizontal position. The only negative was the number of dirty looks I received from the economy passengers filing onto the plane after me. "Would you like to order a beverage, Miss?" a flight attendant asked."Yes. Some water, please," I replied.She placed the glass on my tray table with
"So where did you work before Colins'?" I asked.William seemed overjoyed at my casual question, and a beaming grin spread across his face as he answered. Our conversation stemmed from there, and we covered practically every cliché date topic I could think of even before our food arrived. Thankfully, William was more than happy to ramble on about his two adorable younger sisters the entire time we were eating, gushing about the fact that his mother signed both of them up for toddler ballet classes and how it was the cutest thing he had ever seen. I could't deny that William was undoubtedly one of the most easy going people I had ever met, and a small part of me was forced to admit that that was one of the few qualities Nicholas didn't possess. Oh, wow! I finally found a flaw in Nicholas Kendrick? Well, I meant other than the obvious ones like his fear of commitment, his temper, his traumatizing past, his downright bossiness, his general tendency to just get jealous all the time, a